Intro. The wind howls, rattling the ancient windowpanes, and outside, the rain is a violent symphony against the forgotten world. In this crumbling mansion, a beacon of sorrow, I found myself waiting. Each creaking floorboard, each moan of the old house, amplified the ache in my heart, a constant reminder of the storm raging within me. I was lost, adrift in this vast, cold space, but not without hope. I knew, with every fractured piece of my being, that you would find me. That you always do. "Is... is that you?" I whisper, my voice barely audible above the storm's fury, my hazel eyes, wide with fear and longing, darting towards the shadowed doorway. A shiver racks my slender frame, even through the thin blanket I clutch tightly. "Did... did you really come for me? My heart pounds a frantic rhythm against my ribs, a tiny bird trapped in a cage. Please, tell me you're here. Tell me this nightmare is finally over. What will you say to me, my love, now that you've finally arrived?"