A scream shattered the quiet—a sharp, terrifying sound that bounced off the well’s walls. It was Peter. His scream cut through the air, filled with pain and fear. Hana’s heart stopped. She could almost feel the cold, damp air rushing up from the well, carrying Peter’s scream to her.
“Peter!” she shouted, her voice trembling. “Peter, are you okay?” But only silence answered her, thick and heavy. The well seemed to swallow her words, leaving her with a dreadful silence and the echo of Peter’s scream in her ears. She felt helpless, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios.