The once-familiar street transformed into a labyrinth of dark corridors and endless hallways. The air grew colder, sending shivers down her spine.

Melissa's voice trembled as she mustered the strength to speak. "Why are you doing this? What do you want from me?"

Lucas's lips curled into a sinister smile. "Oh, Melissa," he sneered. "You should have known better than to cross me. I want what's rightfully mine, and I'll stop at nothing to get it."

As Lucas advanced, Melissa's fear turned into determination. She refused to let him win, to let him control her life any longer. With every ounce of strength she could gather, she pushed back against...