The Mysteri

e, eerie feeling. She tried to move, to speak, but he

ything stopped. The darkness lifted, the silence

ically. She was alone, the apartment empty and still. Bu

playing tricks on her. But as she turned to flee the apartment, she saw it. A sm

ehouse on 5th and Main

ge, her mind reeling with questions. Who was

st a prank. But as the night wore on, she found herself drawn

trepidation. Something didn't feel right. But she steeled hers

out, her voice ech

rom the shadows. Tall, impos

his voice low and husky. "

ed closer, his eyes gleaming w

emanded, trying to k

s curling up in a

t Julian Blackwood," he whispered

world spinning out of control,

contin