She heads towards the stairs. The priest turns, his gaze fixed on Sophia.
Priest: And you, Sophia... what torments you in this house?
Sophia (in a low voice, her hands trembling): "Everything... everything here has become terrifying. The walls themselves seem to whisper of horror. Fear is consuming me, and weakness is holding me back."
Priest: "Then why haven't you returned to your own home? This isn't your home; it's your aunt's, I've been told. What compels you to endure this terror, this painful life?"
Sophia: "My parents are gone. I live here with my aunt."
Priest: "I see... but tell me, how did your parents die?"
Before Sophia can reply, a sharp cry pierces the air from upstairs—Miranda's voice.
Priest (to Hussein, by way of command): "Please, Mr. Hussein, go to her immediately
