Apathy (Hybrid Edition)

  Every cell in his body recoiled, desperate to escape from the thick cloud of nefariousness that hung in the air, assaulting his senses. The acrid stench of decay mingled with the sickly sweet aroma of spilled alcohol, creating a nauseating cocktail that filled the room. If he were any less of a man, doubt would have crept into his mind, convincing him that his brother could handle this dire situation alone. But a stupid grin spread across his face as he chuckled at his own thoughts, a nervous energy pulsating through his veins. “God would never have placed me here if He thought I couldn’t handle it.” Maxwell took a deep breath to steady his racing heart. With every step, he ventured deeper into the dim private lounge of the club. The flickering lights cast eerie shadows, dancing along the cracked walls. Each room he entered held emptiness or chaos, frozen remnants of life as macabre statues. Trepidation filled him as he neared the last room’s doorknob. The air grew heavier, suffoc