Emma's vision lingered, haunting her. She saw her sister, Sarah, standing at the crime scene, eyes black as coal.
"Sarah?" Emma whispered, her voice trembling.
But the vision vanished, leaving Emma shaken.
Detective Ryan's concerned voice broke the silence. "Emma, what's wrong?"
Emma hesitated, unsure how to share her visions. "Just a flashback," she lied.
Ryan's skeptical gaze lingered, but he didn't press.
As they drove back to the station, Emma's mind reeled. The visions were getting stronger, blurring reality.
At the station, Emma found a package on her desk – a small, mirrored box.
No note, no return address.
Emma's heart sank. The mirrored box seemed to whisper: "The truth is hidden, but it will surface."
Emma's trembling fingers hovered over the mirrored box. What secrets did it hold?
With a deep breath, she opened the lid.
Inside, a small note read: "Look again, Emma."
A photograph lay beneath the note – a picture of her sister, Sarah, standing in front of the abandoned asylum.
Emma's heart skipped a beat. The asylum where Sarah died.
Suddenly, visions flooded her mind – Sarah's laughter, her tears, her final moments.
The room spun, and Emma collapsed.
Detective Ryan rushed to her side. "Emma, what's happening?"
Emma struggled to speak, her voice barely audible. "The asylum... I need to go there."
Ryan's expression turned grim. "Emma, that place is off-limits."
Emma's determination hardened. "I have to uncover the truth."