The rhythmic thrum of the engine filled the silence as Rose and Damien continued their journey, the road stretching out before them like an endless ribbon. Rose's mind was a whirlwind of questions, Damien's ominous words echoing in her thoughts like a haunting refrain.
Finally, unable to bear the weight of her curiosity any longer, Rose broke the silence. "Damien," she began, her voice tentative yet laced with a hint of determination. "Now that we've completed the initiation ritual, where exactly are we headed?"
Damien's grip tightened on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white with the intensity of his grasp. "Ancroft," he replied, his voice clipped and matter-of-fact.
