The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the ancient stones of the McKinnley estate. In the heart of the sprawling grounds, hidden away from prying eyes, a figure cloaked in darkness stood, observing the mansion with a calculating gaze.
This figure, neither fully human nor wholly supernatural, had been watching, waiting for the right moment to strike. They had been drawn to the estate by whispers of a prophecy—a prophecy that spoke of two sisters, bound by fate, who held the key to unlocking untold power.
A cruel smile twisted the figure's lips as they surveyed the tranquil scene before them. The McKinnley estate appeared peaceful, unaware of the storm brewing just beyond its borders. But the figure knew better—knew that within those walls lay the potential to tip t
