Emilia, Thomas, and Alexander left the manor, their minds racing with the implications of their discovery. As they walked back to their car, Emilia couldn't shake off the feeling that they were being watched.
As they reached the car, Emilia noticed a figure standing by the driver's side door. It was a woman with long, curly brown hair and piercing green eyes.
"Can I help you?" Thomas asked, his voice cautious.
The woman turned to face them, a small smile playing on her lips. "I'm so glad I caught you," she said. "My name is Sophia, and I've been watching you from afar."
Emilia's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with possibilities. "What do you want?" she asked, her voice firm.
Sophia's eyes locked onto Emilia's, her expression serious. "I want to help you," she said. "I know what you're investigating, and I have information that can help you."
Alexander's eyes narrowed, his expression skeptical. "What kind of information?" he asked.
Sophia's eyes locked onto Alexander's, her expression determined. "I used to be a member of the society," she said. "I know their secrets, and I'm willing to share them with you."
Emilia's eyes widened, her mind racing with possibilities. Could they trust Sophia? And what kind of information did she have?
"What makes you want to help us?" Thomas asked, his voice cautious.
Sophia's eyes dropped, her expression haunted. "I used to be blind to the society's true nature," she said. "But once I saw the truth, I knew I had to get out. And now, I want to help others avoid the same fate."
Emilia's eyes locked onto Sophia's, a question in her mind. Could they trust her? And what did she really want?