Just when he was driving the car, Enola wakes up, and finds herself in a black car, the stranger was wearing a mask to hide its Identity and reached to the back of the car and handed Enola a bottle of water.
Enola shouted,"Help me! I don't know what you're involved in, but what I know is that I'm gonna die!"
"Oh dear, no you won't, I'm here to help you." said the stranger in a hoarse voice.
The mysterious figure led Enola through a labyrinthine path of hidden alleys and ancient ruins, the darkness seeming to swallow them whole. Each step revealed a piece of the puzzle, a tantalizing clue that hinted at a sinister organization behind her parents' murder.
A torn letter, its edges worn and frayed, lay on the ground, the words "Meet us at the old oak" scrawled in hasty handwriting. A cryptic symbol, etched into the wall of a crumbling building, seemed to pulse with a malevolent energy. A whispered phrase, carried on the wind, sent shivers down Enola's spine: "The Order of the Red Hand will never be defeated."
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the city in a b****y orange glow, Enola found herself standing before a decrepit mansion, its walls whispering secrets in the wind. The mansion loomed above her, its turrets and spires reaching towards the sky like skeletal fingers.