Corridors of Echoes

Reports surface from undisclosed corridors in urban ruins about rhythmic pulses reverberating through aisles, seemingly tethered to the forgotten memories archived between plaster and dust. Each call yields a softer replica—perpetuating a cycle of echoes that some deem mysterious and others, monotonous.

Decibel measurements report inconclusive results as residents near abandoned halls inquire about spontaneous crescendos disturbing nightly posts of vigil. Officials comment anonymously, citing structural reflections, yet citizens whisper of historical spectres at play.