Some places don't want to be found.

I wasn't looking for answers. I wasn't chasing secrets. I just wanted to disappear—leave behind the city, the noise, and the life that never felt like mine.

But then I heard the screams. Saw the bodies.

Now, the whispers in the trees won't stop. The shadows move when I turn away. And the deeper I go, the more I realize: this place has a story to tell.

Something happened here. Something no one speaks about.

And now I have to know the truth—even if it kills me.