Noah and Damien pulled up to the grand entrance of Alex's mansion, the sound of gravel crunching beneath their tires. They stepped out of the car, their footsteps echoing in the silence.

Noah punched in the door password, and the massive wooden doors swung open, revealing a dimly lit hallway.

As they entered, Alex emerged from his room, his eyes fixed on them with a hint of disdain.

"Wow, so you're alive," Damien said, his voice laced with sarcasm.

Alex scoffed, ignoring their jabs.

"What's going on with you, Alex?" Noah asked, his brow furrowed in concern. "Why did you distance yourself from us?"

Alex's expression turned cold, his eyes...