The dark and stormy night was finally coming to an end. Lena was standing outside her mysterious mansion with a nervous expression. She had received a cryptic message demanding payment to meet them in person. A chill ran down her spine as she frantically searched her purse for phone. The mansion's butler had promised last-minute repairs on the leaky roof. She arrived with the expected fine clothes and a generous down payment of dollars. Inside, the grand foyer was dimly lit with flickering candles in the air. The master bedroom was where the meeting was supposed to take place again. A concerned look was etched on Lena's face, suspicion staring back. She took a step forward, trying to hide the tremble. That was when footsteps echoed from the study downstairs again. Her heart jumping with fear, she tried to push forward again.