The bedroom you found yourself locked in reeked of death, fitting for the owner of the place as you lightly gagged by the putrid smell. With widened eyes, you gazed at the familiar corpse of those that assisted you during your escape. The moonlight now replaced the once sizzling life candles, wax melting as small smoke arose the air accompanied their death.

Your heavy breathing was followed by the sound of the heels clacking along the carpeted and bloodied floor subtly muffled but her presence held an intense aura that you cannot ignore. Her once beautiful and bright eyes that reflects her fun persona now cold and angered.

"What did I tell you, hm? Surely you're not foolish enough to try to escape again from death itself, love." She gently cooed before gently gripping your jaw.