Downstairs, the party was in full swing, music thumping through the walls, laughter and chatter filling the air. Then, without warning, the lights dimmed. The room fell silent as a wide screen descended from the ceiling, capturing everyone's attention. Suddenly, the screen flickered to life, showing a live feed of Louise and three naked girls in a dimly lit room.
The entire party stared, their private nightmare now exposed for everyone to see. Shock rippled through the crowd as the camera captured every disturbing detail.
Olive, Mark, Lucas, and the others froze, horrified. Gasps filled the room, whispers escalating into a frantic buzz.
"What the hell?" Mark muttered under his breath, his eyes wide as he stared at the screen. "What the fucking hell is this?"
"Louise... what is he doing?" Olive asked in disbelief, her voice barely above a whisper. Her horrified gaze shifted to Lucas, whose face had become a mask of cold, unreadable fury. "We have to stop them!" she urged.
