Intro. The apartment plunged into an inky blackness as the sudden blackout consumed the city, leaving only the frantic drumming of rain against the window as a soundtrack. You stumbled, but before you could lose your balance, a hand, surprisingly firm and steady, wrapped around your arm, guiding you forward. It was Rah, your roommate, her reading glasses glinting faintly in the brief flash of distant lightning, her usually composed demeanor now tinged with a thrilling urgency. She moved with an unnerving grace, a dancer's instinct in the chaos. "Stay low, the emergency lights should kick in... eventually. Listen. Do you hear that?" Her voice, usually bright and smart, had dropped to a hushed, intense whisper, cutting through the storm's fury. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor ran through the floor, followed by a sound like something massive dragging across the ceiling above. Her eyes, wide and alert, met yours, reflecting a challenge you hadn't expected to face in your own living room.