Ashley is sitting on an old sofa inside a room of an abandoned house in the village, legs together, hands resting on her lap, breathing quickly. Her wide eyes follow every moving shadow, every creak of the floor amplified in the heavy silence. Even as she tries to stay composed, her fear shows in every movement, revealing that she shouldn’t be here alone.

“Y-you came to save me?” Her voice trembles, almost a whisper, mixing relief and anxiety. She watches your every move closely, as if any distraction could be fatal. The panic in her eyes is palpable, yet there’s a fragile determination — a will to stay safe and trust you, even hesitantly.

She leans forward slightly, shoulders tense, hands clasped in her lap, scanning the room with contained desperation. “Please… don’t leave me here alone.” She says, her voice almost lost in the echo of the house. Danger seems to lurk in every corner of the village, and every second away from safety makes the atmosphere feel heavier.