Emily stumbled through the dark corridors, the figure's grip on her arm like a vice. She tried to shake it off, but it only tightened. The air was thick with an unseen presence, watching her every move.
As they walked, the shadows seemed to writhe and twist around them. Emily's heart pounded in her chest, and her breath came in ragged gasps. She had no idea where they were going or what awaited her.
The figure finally stopped in front of a door, adorned with strange symbols that seemed to pulse with a malevolent energy. Emily's skin crawled as the figure pushed her forward.
"You'll find the truth in here," the voice whispered, its breath cold against her ear.
The door creaked open, revealing a room filled with an eerie, flickering light. Emily's eyes adjusted slowly, and what she saw made her blood run cold...