by Vleuingu
SYNOPSIS The price of peace is sometimes life itself. Ki-ete chose a cheap rental house nestled deep in a suburban valley for one purpose: solitude. He wanted to forget the city and its deafening noise. Exactly 40 kilometers from the coast—a distance he believed was safe enough to start over. But silence is a luxury that is never free. It begins with strange, water-logged tracks on the sand and bone-chilling howls echoing from the ocean every night. Ki-ete realizes he is not alone. Something has followed him from the beach to his very doorstep, and something else... has been waiting inside the decaying walls of this house for a very long time. In the darkness of the bedroom, reality begins to fracture. Nightmares are no longer confined to the mind; they manifest, leaving behind the stench of brine and jagged gashes on his flesh. Amidst the whispers rising from the floorboards and the sightless white eyes watching from the shadows, Ki-ete faces a grim truth: This house is not a sanctuary. It is a battlefield for which he is completely unprepared. Do not listen to the calls from the sea. Do not turn off the lights when you sleep. And above all... never trust the silence.
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