Emily's POV.

A strange coldness settled over my skin. The air was thick, like I was inhaling smoke, yet I saw no fire.

I was inside a house. No, not just any house…it was weird.

The walls were way too high, swallowing the light, leaving me in an endless corridor of darkness. Doors lined both sides, shut tight, their golden handles gleaming under the lighting above. My stomach twisted. Because something felt odd about it.

I took a step forward. The neat marble floor was colder than ice against my bare feet. My breath hitched. Why was I here? I had escaped. I had run as far as I could....