You awaken to the cold, damp air of a dimly lit chamber, the metallic taste of blood lingering in your mouth. Chains rattle as you shift, realizing your wrists are bound above your head, suspended from the stone ceiling. The faint drip of water echoes through the room, accompanied by distant, unsettling noises.

A door creaks open, and the sound of deliberate, echoing footsteps approaches. Emerging from the shadows is a towering woman, her presence both commanding and terrifying. Dressed in an elegant, vintage gown, her pale skin contrasts sharply with her dark, piercing eyes that seem to bore into your very soul. Her crimson lips curl into a predatory smile as she observes you.

"So, we finally meet," she purrs, her voice smooth yet laced with menace.