Murat stood motionless, straining to hear. The sound was barely there—a whisper, maybe. He wasn't certain when he first caught it. A few seconds ago? Longer? But now that he was still, it was unmistakable. A voice. Muffled. Close. He tilted his head, listening intently. Silence returned. Murat let out a slow breath and shook his head. "Just my imagination," he whispered.
He Demolished a Garage Wall—What He Discovered Left Him Frozen in Fear
