#Chapter 257: Not Alone

Olivia As the distant murmurings gradually transformed into discernible voices, Nathan and I stood frozen in place, our breaths shallow and synchronized. The cave, which had been a sanctuary of discovery just moments ago, now felt like a trap. Instinctively, my hand moved to my flashlight, clicking it off. The immediate inky darkness was almost suffocating, our vision limited to the faint light filtering in from the entrance. I could feel the warmth of Nathan’s arm brushing against mine, a silent reassurance in the oppressive darkness. “Maybe it’s just some hikers,” I whispered, forcing optimism into my voice. “Or maybe just some kids drinking in the woods, looking for a fun spot to hang out?” Nathan nodded, although I couldn’t see his face. “Let’s hope so. Although I didn’t think that this place was a popular hangout spot.” But as the voices grew louder, the tone of their conversation changed. There was an intent, a purpose in their tone that seemed incon