The creature’s malevolent laughter echoed through the chamber as Mia stepped forward, her movements jerky yet eerily deliberate. Her eyes, now glowing a sinister red, revealed no trace of the friend they knew. Her expression was cold, devoid of the warmth and fear they had come to expect.
“Mia?” Anna’s voice cracked as she stepped closer. She reached out a trembling hand, but Logan grabbed her wrist, pulling her back.
“She’s not Mia anymore,” Logan said grimly, his eyes locked on the transformed girl.
Mia tilted her head unnaturally, a cruel smile twisting her lips. “Mia? Is that what you call this shell?” Her voice was no longer her own. It was deeper, layered with the creature’s sinister tone. “She’s gone. She belongs to us now.”
Ryan clenched his fists. “Give her back!” he shouted, his voice laced with desperation.
The creature behind Mia stepped forward, towering over them. “You’re in no position to make demands. She came willingly, and now, she’s one of us. If you wish to sa