The prologue
“If you’re hearing this… then something went wrong.”
The recording crackled.
A shaky breath echoed through the speaker.
“I don’t know who I can trust anymore.”
Silence.
Then footsteps.
Fast.
Uneven.
“They’re lying…” she whispered.
“They’re all lying.”
A loud bang.
The sound of someone running.
Another breath.
If anyone finds this…
Don’t believe—
The recording ended.








