In the eerie stillness of the crematorium, darkness enveloped you, a suffocating cloak that concealed the macabre secret you shared with your companions. The air hung heavy with the lingering scent of incense, mingling with an undercurrent of fear that gnawed at your heart.

As you crouched behind a marble crypt, your eyes darted nervously towards the entrance, where a faint flicker of light teased your senses. Every creak and groan that echoed through the dilapidated building sent shivers down your spine.

Your friends, "Princess", Tucker and Tommy, huddled beside you, their faces etched with terror. Princess's hands trembled as she whispered, "I can't take it anymore. We have to get out of here."