"It's that woman," Dorian said, his voice tinged with a mix of fear and disbelief. He took a small gulp, his eyes fixed on the woman who lay motionless before them. As she weakly waved her fingers, a shiver ran down Dorian's spine, and he couldn't help but question the reality of what he was witnessing.
Garrick's brows furrowed, his gaze narrowing on the girl's faint movement. He had seen many things in his life, but this was something entirely different. His mind raced with possibilities, trying to make sense of the inexplicable.
"What do you mean, Dorian?" Garrick asked, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and concern. He stepped closer to get a better look, his eyes scrutinizing the woman's feeble gesture. There was something unsettling about the way she moved, something that did
