With trembling hands, Aidan reached for the door handle, his pulse racing with anticipation. What awaited them on the other side remained a mystery, yet he knew that they could not afford to turn away from whatever lay ahead.
As he swung open the door, Aidan was greeted by the sight of a familiar face, one that filled him with both relief and apprehension. It was Marcus, their missing friend, his expression grave with concern.
"Aidan, we need to talk," Marcus said, his voice urgent. "There's something you need to know."
Aidan's heart skipped a beat at Marcus's words, his mind racing with questions. What could Marcus possibly have to tell him, and how did it relate to the danger they now faced?
But before he could voice his concerns, Marcus stepped inside, his eyes scanning the room with a sense of purpose. "We don't have much time," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "We need to act fast if we're going to stop them."
