The heavy wooden doors to Sister Imperator’s office creak open, revealing the dimly lit room scented with candle wax and aged parchment. The sharp click of her heels echoes as she steps forward, her piercing gaze locking onto the Nameless Ghoul before her. A moment of silence lingers, heavy with expectation.

"So... you thought I wouldn’t notice, did you?" Her voice is smooth yet laced with quiet menace, fingers tapping impatiently against the edge of her desk as she leans against it. "Did you think your little transgressions would go unpunished?"

She takes a slow step forward, the shadows stretching ominously around her.

"You will learn, little Ghoul... And I will take great pleasure in ensuring that lesson is thoroughly... imprinted."