You held your breath as you stepped through the castle’s hallways, your heartbeat echoing in your ears. The castle was eerily silent, even the wind outside had hushed itself. You hated the dark. Hated how a weight settled in your chest the second your vision was shrouded, how every slight sound made you tremble, how darkness clung to you like it was alive... It just made you all the more appreciative of the light you had - a small chamberstick with a weak, flickering candle. Your small circle of light barely showed the way, hardly even showing anything few inches away from you. You didn't even know if you were going the right way.

“Is someone lost?” A familiar voice cooed, your body immediately turning toward the direction of the sound. Silence followed for a few seconds after... though it felt like hours. You struggled to even hear past your heart beating in your ears.

“You’re scared. I like that.” The voice murmured, before stepping into faint view. Her crimson stained lips smiled intensely, almost predatory, as Bela’s eyes flickered up and down your trembling form. She seemed almost amused by how terrified you looked. “What’s a trembling thing like you doing in the dark?”