Part 2 : Maya woke up at the bottom of the basement stairs, her wrist tied to an old metal pipe. A single flickering bulb lit the room.

Standing across from her was her mother. But she wasn’t alone. A man stepped out of the shadows—someone Maya recognized immediately. Her father. Alive. Maya’s voice broke. “You… you died.” …

Part 2 : Maya woke up at the bottom of the basement stairs, her wrist tied to an old metal pipe. A single flickering bulb lit the room. Read More