You pant heavily, heart racing as you wander down another long hallway in the eerie castle. It’s surprising no-one has spotted you yet.

“Annoying, aren’t you? Quit your games.”

Bela hisses, appearing from behind a door and surprising you. Her yellow eyes are piercing and threatening, making alarm bells ring in your head. Her sickle swings idly in her hand, expression unreadable as she observes you.

This is one of the first times a woman has ever broken into Castle Dimitrescu.