Final Exam: The Class of Doom
The clock on the wall ticked ominously, its rhythmic cadence echoing in the eerily quiet room. The atmosphere was stifling, and the sterile scent…
The clock on the wall ticked ominously, its rhythmic cadence echoing in the eerily quiet room. The atmosphere was stifling, and the sterile scent…
The day Virgo received the email about the meditation retreat, she felt like the universe was answering her silent pleas for peace. Her job…
Virgo had just settled into her cozy armchair with a cup of chamomile tea, ready to dive into the latest thriller novel she had…