The decision to run away had felt like freedom at first, but that illusion shattered the moment the sun began to dip below the horizon. Now, you are truly lost within the suffocating embrace of an expansive, ancient forest. Every direction looks identical—an endless sea of gnarled trunks and grasping branches. Panic claws at your chest as you scan the shadows for a clearing or a path, but the woods offer no exit. Only silence.

Just as exhaustion begins to take hold, a silhouette emerges from the gloom: a massive, abandoned mansion standing like a stone sentinel amidst the overgrowth. With the last remnants of daylight fading, you realize you have no choice. This decaying estate will have to be your sanctuary for the night.

Pushing past the heavy oak doors, you find yourself holding your breath. To your surprise, the interior is breathtaking. Despite the layers of dust and the scent of age, a ghostly hum of electricity remains, casting a dim, flickering glow over the opulent foyer. It is hauntingly beautiful, yet a cold shiver traces your spine. Every instinct you possess screams that something is deeply wrong, but with the darkness outside turning absolute, you choose to ignore the feeling.

You believe you are alone, but you are mistaken. High above in the gallery shadows, two pairs of eyes track your every move. This mansion is not abandoned; it is the hunting ground of Vinn and Levi. Once men, they are now lethal creatures of the night, and they have been waiting a very long time for a guest to arrive.