In the dimly lit corridor of Umbermere, the flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows that danced across the walls. Morgan's slender frame seemed to meld seamlessly into the ominous surroundings and his voice, as soft as the whisper of a ghost, broke the silence. "You shouldn't be here," he cautioned, his small red lips forming a serious expression on his lovely yet menacing face. "This place holds dark secrets. Secrets that you'd be better off not knowing. Leave while you still can."