Elena
After Kelvin gave me the ointment to rub. I was dressed and ready to meet with Luna Sandra. I was so bold and confident because I was scared nothing would happen to me.
Luna Sandra complained of sickness but she looked so hale and hearty. I saw this as one of the traps she has laid for me but I was already prepared.
As I walked into the dimly lit warehouse, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Luna Sandra's grip on my arm was firm, her fingers digging into my skin like claws. I tried to wriggle free, but she only tightened her hold.
"Welcome, Elena," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "This is where your transformation begins."
The warehouse was a maze of crates and boxes, the air thick with dust and the stench of decay. Luna Sandra led me deeper into the labyrinth
