As Nora's world went black, she felt herself being pulled through a vortex of colors and lights. She was weightless, floating in mid-air, and she had no control over her movements.
When she finally came to, Nora found herself in a dark, damp cave. The air was thick with the smell of mold and decay, and Nora could hear the sound of dripping water echoing off the walls.
As she struggled to sit up, Nora saw a figure standing in the shadows. It was Ethan, or at least, it was the thing that had once been Ethan.
His eyes were still black as coal, and his skin was still deathly pale. But there was something different about him now, something that made Nora's blood run cold.
"Ethan?" Nora whispered, trying to keep her voice steady.
The thing that had once been Ethan didn't respond. Instead, it just kept staring at Nora, its eyes boring into her soul.
