As the room was plunged into darkness, Nora felt a sense of panic wash over her. She was trapped, and she had no idea what was happening.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of footsteps echoing through the room. They were heavy, deliberate steps, and they seemed to be getting closer.
Nora's heart was racing as she tried to move, but her body felt heavy and unresponsive. She was paralyzed with fear.
And then, just as suddenly as it had started, everything stopped. The footsteps ceased, and the room was silent once again.
Nora's eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, and she saw a figure standing in front of her. It was Ethan, his eyes locked onto hers.
"Nora, I'm so sorry," Ethan whispered, his voice barely audible. "I didn't mean for this to happen."
Nora's mind was racing as she tried to process what was happening. "What's going on, Ethan?" she demanded. "What's happening?"
