With a sense of relief, Debbie followed the soulless man, hoping that he was leading her to safety. But as he pushed open the door that promised freedom, her hopes were crashed once again. She was a fool to believe that an undead would help her.
"It was a trap" she muttered to herself with a hint of regret .
Before her stood a naked woman who looked exactly like her aunt, but she knew that the woman in front was an imposter.
"What have you done to Vincent?" she asked with a scared voice.She knew that they had to get out of this place before it was too late
The impostor's smirk grew wider.
"Don't worry about him, my dear. He's different from the others. He'll recover after a day of rest," she said dismissively.
But Debbie knew better than to trust the impostor's words. She tried to wake Vincent again, but he remained unresponsive.
"Save your breath. I already own him," the impostor licked Vincent's face.