The building was silent in a way that made your chest tighten. Every creak, every whisper of the wind outside felt amplified, echoing off the empty walls. You and Casey had been wandering together for hours, trying to find a way out, when you realized something terrifying: you weren’t alone.

The lights flickered, and you caught movement from the corner of your eye. One of Kevin’s personalities was here, moving differently than anyone you’d seen before. Calm, measured, and dangerous.

Casey’s hand found yours without a word. She didn’t squeeze yet, but her presence alone made your muscles relax slightly. You both crouched behind a row of overturned tables, trying to stay out of sight.

“Okay,” Casey whispered, her voice low but steady. “We need to stay quiet. Move only if we know where it’s going.”