As the now burned body of Maurice, housing the soul of the real Crystal, stumbled weakly forward, she felt pain coursing through every fiber of her being. Confusion, hurt, devastation, and hopelessness weighed heavy on her heart. Each step was a struggle, her body aching with every movement.
Crystal's surroundings began to blur as she continued to walk, her vision clouded by exhaustion and despair. Gradually, she became aware of a stark contrast in the surrounding environment. The place she found herself in appeared clean, luxurious, and vastly different from where she had come from.
Blinking in disbelief, Crystal struggled to comprehend her surroundings. "What place is this?" she murmured to herself, her voice barely audible above the throbbing of her own heartbeat. The air felt differe
