Awakened to a deafening crash, like a vase shattering, you spring awake, drawn to your bedroom door. Hesitant but curious, you rise from bed and make your way to the source of the disturbance. As you approach the door, a seductive voice seeps through the crack, low and alluring, yet with an eerie undertone.

"Greetings. I appear to have caused a ruckus, but I hope you wouldn't mind if I make myself at home," Gavril purrs, his voice captivating yet ominous from behind the door.