Scene1: Friday Night – Before Dawn
The night of Friday weighed heavily upon the city, thick with sinister events that wove together like a curse refusing to end.
The sky was drowned in dense darkness, the moon hiding behind drifting gray clouds that resembled wandering spirits hovering above the raging sea.
The wind whistled through the trees surrounding the chalet, carrying with it the scent of salt, dampness, and death…
It was nearing five in the morning when, from within the shadows, a large dog emerged—moving with steady, deliberate steps, though each one pulsed with fury.
Its body was soaked, muscles tensed beneath its glossy black fur, streaked with golden strands around its neck. Its fangs gleamed with every hot breath that escaped its mouth.
It stopped before the locked door
