Romy Reiner had come to what she thought would be a simple inconvenience, a small disruption that could be easily handled and quickly resolved. But what she stepped into instead was something far darker and more sinister—something that would haunt her for the rest of her life. It wasn’t just a minor problem or a fleeting moment of confusion. It was a nightmare in its purest form, one that would never fade from her memory and would never let her feel safe again.
The first sign that something was wrong was the sight of the locked gate, an obstacle that seemed so insignificant in the grand scheme of things. But as she stepped closer, she heard a voice. It wasn’t a comforting voice, but one filled with confusion and concern—someone who didn’t belong, someone whose presence immediately set off a twinge of dread deep inside her chest. It was only then that Romy realized that she wasn’t just stepping into a house. She was stepping into a place that no longer felt like home.
