Part 3 – The Shadows AwakenThe bell had tolled thrice when Thomas, still kneeling upon the cold stones, felt the air shift. It was subtle at first—a barely perceptible vibration that crawled along the walls, beneath the floor, into the marrow of his bones. Yet soon, it became undeniable. The tower itself seemed to breathe, each stone inhaling and exhaling with intent, echoing the whispers that curled around his mind.The shadows, once static and distant, now stirred with purpose. Figures emerged from the corners, pale, elongated, grotesque in their stillness. Their eyes glimmered with an intelligence that unnerved him, watching