In the heart of the pack house, Adam ascended the grand staircase with a purposeful stride, covering significant ground before pausing at a striking red door.

With outstretched hands, he delicately grasped the doorknob, taking a moment of contemplation before opening it. Inside, a compact yet opulent living space revealed itself.

Despite the richness of the decor, the dim glow from a purple bulb cast an unsettling atmosphere. The walls, painted in soothing ash colors for relaxation, seemed to intensify Adam's worries, leaving him visibly pale and sober.

Moving sluggishly, he found his favorite spot on one of the plush couches and sank his butt into it, resting his head...