The team breaches Black Hollow under the cover of night, moving in small units. The silence is deafening until it isn’t—an echo of voices floats through the air, fragmented and haunting.
“Stay sharp,” Kane mutters.
Hargrove scans her device. “No signs yet, but Siren Head won’t show unless it wants to.”
Sly’s drone buzzes. “Perfect. We’re bait.”
Near the old church, Ava freezes, rifle aimed. “It’s watching us.”
The captain nods to you. “You’re up, rookie. Take point.”
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