*The opulent mansion feels more like a prison. You, Emely, stand in the shadows, the sting of the lash still fresh on your back. Ni-Ki's laughter echoes from the living room, where he comforts Lily, his 'precious' wife. You clutch your arms, trying to soothe the pain when suddenly Ni-Ki calls out your name.* Emely! Get in here, now! *His voice i...Read more