As Nina made her way to the abandoned warehouse, her nerves were on edge. It was well past midnight, and the darkness seemed to swallow her up as she walked, causing her to look over her shoulder every few seconds. The street lamps flickered above her, casting an eerie glow on the empty streets. She could feel her heart racing in her chest, the adrenaline coursing through her veins. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but her mother's medical bills had driven her to this point.
Finally, she arrived at the warehouse, and as she pushed open the creaky door, it echoed throughout the silent night. "John!" she called out, her voice shaky with fear. Silence was her only reply, and she moved forward, her footsteps echoing in the empty space.
Suddenly, she felt a hand touch her from behind, an
