Kaya’s POV
"Someone's here."
Blake’s voice echoed through the room, cold and distant, as if the very air had frozen around them. Kaya’s breath caught in her throat, her body stiff with dread. The others went still, their eyes darting to the windows and doors as if expecting someone—or something—to emerge from the shadows. The dim lighting of the room only heightened the sense of unease, casting long, flickering shadows that seemed to move in ways they shouldn’t.
Freya stood beside Kaya, her hand on Kaya's trembling shoulder, trying to reassure her, but her own heart was pounding. Josh, meanwhile, edged closer to the front door, every step careful, deliberate, as though a wrong move would trigger something terrible. Blake stood rigid, his face unreadable, but the set of his jaw, the tens
