Chapter 59: The Voice Without a Face
After a long silence, she said it.
Softly. Like she didn't want to hear herself say it.
"Aira... I've been having nightmares."
Her voice cracked halfway through. She was trembling. Not from cold—just fear. Or something worse.
"Nightmares?" I asked. But I didn't ask it like a question. It came out like a whisper I wanted to take back.
She nodded.
"Every night... someone calls me. They say, 'Come meet me, Suhina.' I don't see a face. Just... the voice."
I stared at her. Noticed her hands. Shaking like they were remembering something her mouth couldn't say.
"And it doesn't feel like a dream," she added. "It feels real."
I believed her. Not because of the words. Because of the fear in her eyes. That kind of fear doesn't live in dreams. It lives in people.
"Who's calling you?"