My Car Stalled Near an Old Cotton Field. Something Sinister Tried To Steal My Voice...

Описание: I thought I was driving home. The GPS died. The road disappeared. And my car drove itself straight into a cotton field in the middle of nowhere. That’s where I met them.

People made of whispers. Chains dragging through dirt. And something tall, skeletal, and patient — watching from the far end of my headlights.

They gave me rules:
Be silent.
Do not listen.
Never walk without a light.

I broke the wrong one. The thing that waited in the field wasn’t a ghost. It wasn’t an animal. It was an Overseer — a collector of voices. And once it hears you speak… it never forgets.


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