Chapter 12 - The Rupture
The cavern shook violently as the liquid shadow above the well expanded, swallowing the stone walls.
The collectors descended from the ceiling like black drops of ink, surrounding Noah on all sides.
Clara smiled, extending a tiny, pale hand toward his chest.
"Give me the final recorder, Noah. Let the loop close completely. Stop fighting your own nature."
Noah looked at the recorder in his hand.
He realized why every past version of himself had failed.
They had tried to kill the monster, or destroy the well, or escape the forest.
They had tried to fix a broken timeline using the tools created by the anomaly itself.
"Every killer makes mistakes," Noah whispered, repeating his own long-held mantra.
"And Samuel's mistake was thinking he could control the tape."
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Noah didn't shoot Clara, nor did he jump into the well.
He raised his revolver and fired a shot directly into the spinning spools of the cassette recorder in his hand.
