Chapter 44 Inside The Old House

• Rania stepped in carefully, her eyes trying to adjust to the darkness inside the house. Thick dust covered every surface she could see, old furniture wrapped in white cloth yellowed by time, creating the atmosphere of a house long abandoned yet deliberately kept that way.
• The smell of burning candles filled the house's air, her own footsteps sounding so loud amid the gripping silence, every creak of the old wooden floor making her more wary of whatever might be waiting in the darkness around her.
• "Come further in, Rania," a voice sounded from the darkness at the end of the hallway, the same voice she'd once heard on the phone, now sounding clearer, closer. "I've waited so long for this meeting."