Hundred and One

Author's pov

Melina shrieked in fear as the voice called out her name again, but this time it came out even more loudly, and like she was controlled by a magnet, she got out of bed.

As Melina stumbled out of bed, her mind was filled with a mixture of dread and fascination. The voice seemed to beckon her towards the dense, foreboding woods that surrounded Ana's house. A surge of emotions coursed through her veins—a strange combination of trepidation and an unexplained longing.

With each step Melina took towards the woods, the tension grew thicker. The branches whispered secrets, and the moonlight cast ghostly shadows on the forest floor. Her heart pounded in my chest as she pressed forward, unable to resist the pull any longer.

Fear intermingled with a glimmer of excitement as I ventured deeper into the heart of the forest. My senses heightened; every rustle of leaves and hoot of an owl sent shivers down my spine. But there was something else too—a deep-rooted connection, an unspoken b