"Hello Kiara. My name is Dante. And I am your host!" He laughed after introducing himself like some mad scientist
Dante's grin widened as he approached my cage, his footsteps echoing ominously in the lab. He stopped just a few feet away, his eyes locked onto mine with that of curiosity and satisfaction.
"You must be wondering where you are, Kiara," he said, his voice smooth and almost melodious, though it carried an underlying threat. "This is my laboratory, where the most groundbreaking work is done. And you, my dear, are at the heart of it."
I shivered, the cold metal bars pressing against my palms as I tried to steady my breathing. "What do you want with us?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady despite the fear gripping me.
Dante adjusted his glasses and smiled. "It's quite simple, really. You see, the world is in dire need of salvation. But not just any salvation—one that requires a unique ingredient. And that ingredient is your blood."
