Part 2
Victor Falcon's eyes widened as the door creaked open, revealing a small, dimly lit room. The air was heavy with a mixture of tension and dread. In the center of the room, a solitary table held a dim light that cast eerie shadows on the walls.
A chair was placed opposite Victor, and on the table, a velvet cushion cradled a single item—a hand, severed at the wrist. Victor's breath caught, his eyes darting between the gruesome offering and the doorway where a figure emerged.
The figure, clad in shadows, revealed Victor's son's prized possession—a silver ring, a symbol of familial connection and shared heritage. The engraved initials whispered secrets of a bond that had now been severed, echoing through the silent room.
"Drew Knight knows how to play the game," the mysterious figu
