#Chapter 323: A Spark of Rage

Aria lay on the cold floor, her eyes wide with terror as she muttered incoherent phrases. My heart sank at the sight of her, her usually vibrant spirit reduced to a delirious state. "Aria," I whispered, my voice catching in my throat. "What happened? Why are you here?" Her response came in disjointed fragments, like scattered puzzle pieces that refused to fit together. "Didn't see... couldn't find... it's all dark." Aria's eyes darted around the room as if searching for something that eluded her. The fear in her gaze tore at my soul. Timothy and I exchanged a glance, a shared understanding that we needed to get her out of there, away from whatever nightmare had unfolded in this seemingly ordinary home. "We have to get her out of here," I said to Timothy, my voice urgent. "Something's not right, and I can't shake the feeling that we're being watched." Timothy nodded, his brow furrowed with concern. Together, we struggled to lift Aria from the floor, her body limp and unresponsive. T