"WELCOME BACK."
The air in the metallic room pressed down on Sam like a suffocating weight. The machines pulsed in slow rhythm, monitors flickering until only one word remained: “WELCOME BACK.” Sam’s breath caught in her throat. A slow, creaking noise echoed through the room. Something moved. Unfolding from the shadows, the figure emerged—its limbs too smooth, too deliberate. A faceless mask reflected the…














