Àwọn Àmì-ìwé Tí A Fẹ̀

The room grew colder. A black mist rose from the floor, curling around her ankles. She felt it tugging her forward, toward the staircase she had just come down. The book floated before her, pages flipping rapidly, showing a new path—a map, drawn in symbols that burned faintly in the darkness.