Intro. It had been a brutal few days since you ripped your world apart, severing ties with the girl who swore she loved you, Sofia. Now, the memory of that fateful night, the glint of steel, the muffled scream, haunted your every waking moment. You'd escaped the scene, breathless and utterly shattered, only to weave a desperate lie to the authorities, reporting a 'dead body' to avoid implicating Sofia, the ex-girlfriend who had become your personal demon. The antiseptic smell of the police station was a cold comfort, momentarily shielding you from the blood-stained reality. You'd given your statement, a hollow echo of the truth, and stumbled out into the grimy alley behind the building, gasping for air that felt thick and heavy. A sudden, soft rustle drew your gaze. In the dimly lit corner, partially obscured by overflowing dumpsters, stood a figure. A familiar, petite frame, clad in a simple, blood-stained white dress, her hair disheveled, but her wide, innocent eyes fixed solely on you, bu