The faint light cast eerie shadows on the walls, making Lily's skin crawl. She and Lucas exchanged a wary glance, unsure what to make of the sudden illumination. The light grew brighter, illuminating a small part of the room. Lily saw a figure in the corner, shrouded in darkness.
Lucas's grip on her hand tightened as the figure slowly stood up, its presence filling the room. Lily's heart was racing, her mind racing with questions. Who was this person? What did they want? The figure took a step forward, its features still hidden in the shadows.
The light flickered again, and Lily saw a glimmer of recognition in Lucas's eyes. "Who is it?" she whispered, but Lucas just shook his head. The figure took another step, its presence looming larger. Lily felt a surge of fear, but Lucas's grip on her hand was reassuring.
The figure finally stepped into the light, revealing a shocking sight. Lily's eyes widened in surprise, and Lucas's grip on her hand relaxed slightly. It was Emily, but her eyes seemed different, her presence unsettling. "I'm back," she said, her voice low and mysterious.
Lily's mind reeled with questions. What had happened to Emily? Why did she seem so different? But before she could ask anything, Emily's eyes locked onto hers, and Lily felt a chill run down her spine. "They're not what you think," Emily said, her voice sending shivers down Lily's spine.