Ryan's blood froze, but he quickly regained his senses and viciously kicked the door.

The old wooden door, with its antiquated lock, yielded with a single forceful kick, resounding with a loud "bang."

A moment later, the room was engulfed in the scent of blood. Olivia lay sprawled on the floor near the door, a large pool of blood staining the area beneath her head and body.

As Ryan forced the door open, the blood continued to seep out onto the floor.

The figure on the floor had lost all traces of color, drained of any semblance of life. From fingertips to earlobes, her entire body exuded the lifeless pallor...