At the multimillionaire’s wife’s funeral, a homeless girl pointed at the casket and screamed, “She’s not dead! I saw him lock her in!” The husband sneered, “Get this lunatic out of here.” But when the lock broke and the lid slid open, what lay inside made the entire crowd freeze in terror…

the rain turning into a thick, blinding fog. But as we approached the coordinates in the desolate woods, a massive explosion ripped through the tree line, sending a plume of black smoke spiraling into the grey sky.

We were too late. Or so I thought.

Chapter 3: The Architect of Silence

The shockwave rattled the windows of the SUV. I didn’t wait for the continue reading …