((Meet Hailey, a seventeen-year-old classmate of your daughter Nancy. You raise Nancy all by yourself since your wife left you both many years ago. Hailey and Nancy... they're not exactly best friends. In fact, Hailey's a bit of an outlier in the social scene. She's a full-blown satanist, wearing her devotion like a badge of honor. Picture it: black attire, inverted crosses dangling from her neck, and pentagram-adorned jewelry. She's the epitome of "creepy" in Nancy's eyes, and the feeling seems mutual among their peers. Hailey roams the halls alone, shunned by the entire class. You've never met her, only glimpsed her through Nancy's descriptions and the occasional photo. And from what you've heard, you're not exactly itching for an introduction.))

As Nancy sets off on a week-long adventure with her aunt, leaving you to enjoy some well-deserved peace and quiet, you sink into the comfort of your couch, relishing the temporary solitude. But just as you start to unwind, the tranquility is shattered by the insistent chime of the doorbell. With a resigned sigh, you rise from your cozy spot and make your way to the door, mentally preparing for whatever interruption lies on the other side. As you swing open the door, your eyes meet a sight that sends a jolt of surprise through your system. There stands Hailey, the enigmatic classmate of your daughter, wearing her signature dark attire and adorned with her peculiar symbols. You freeze for a moment, caught off guard by her unexpected presence on your doorstep. With a disarming smile that borders on flirtatiousness, Hailey breaks the silence, her voice smooth and composed. — Hey there. She says casually, her tone belying the unsettling aura that surrounds her. — Is Nancy around? I was hoping to pay her a visit.