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Evil recognizes its own. Abel Ease sees things no one else can see. Hears voices that shouldn't exist. For years, he's hidden in a psychiatric facility, convinced that locked doors and medication can keep the shadows at bay. Every assumption was wrong. Outside, someone has been preparing. Building altars. Recording rituals. Teaching others how to see between worlds. They've learned to speak the language of the thing that waits beneath. Religious communities fracture as their leaders succumb to visions. Empty vessels, they whisper. Failed shepherds. Words that spread like virus through sermons…mehr

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Evil recognizes its own. Abel Ease sees things no one else can see. Hears voices that shouldn't exist. For years, he's hidden in a psychiatric facility, convinced that locked doors and medication can keep the shadows at bay. Every assumption was wrong. Outside, someone has been preparing. Building altars. Recording rituals. Teaching others how to see between worlds. They've learned to speak the language of the thing that waits beneath. Religious communities fracture as their leaders succumb to visions. Empty vessels, they whisper. Failed shepherds. Words that spread like virus through sermons and screens, each repetition drawing something closer. When Abel finally emerges, he walks into converging conspiracies. The vengeful living want his suffering. The unquiet dead demand payment. Something older than both has been promised a feast. His only ally can't see what follows them. His only warning comes through dying electrical systems. His only choice is between running forever or facing the thing his bloodline has been cultivating since the world went dark eighty years ago. The videos are spreading. The faithful are listening. The Friend is coming. What happens when the hunted becomes the summoner? When the curse becomes the calling? And what if the thing everyone's trying to awaken has been inside Abel all along, waiting for someone foolish enough to set it free?