As Emma sat in the darkness, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. She had been trapped in this room for what felt like hours, with no sign of Ryan or any other human being. Suddenly, she heard the sound of footsteps outside the room. The door creaked open, and a figure slipped inside. It was Ryan's sister, her eyes gleaming with a sinister light. "So, Emma," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "I see you're still alive. How...fortunate." Emma's heart skipped a beat as she realized that Ryan's sister was not what she seemed. There was something dark and twisted about her, something that made Emma's skin crawl. "What do you want from me?" Emma asked, trying to keep her voice steady. Ryan's sister smiled, a cold, mirthless smile. "I want what's mine," she said

