In the heart of a desolate abbey, Seth Cooper prepared to face a new threat. The air was filled with an eerie calm, broken only by the echo of his footsteps resonating through the ancient halls. The full moon cast a faint light through the windows, illuminating the carved figures of saints and martyrs.

Seth stopped in front of the altar, his fingers brushing the rosary hanging from his belt. He murmured a prayer, asking for strength and guidance. With a deep breath, he headed towards the door leading to the crypt, where it was said a demon had made its lair.