As Carmela walked down the lonely street, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The air was still and quiet, and there was no one else around.

The buildings looked run-down and abandoned, and the streetlights flickered eerily.

The address she had been given led her to a dilapidated apartment building. She had a sinking feeling that she had been here before, but she couldn't remember when. It felt like a bad dream.

As Carmela stepped into the dimly lit lobby of the apartment building, ...