In the dimly lit concert hall, Felix's baton moves with an otherworldly grace, guiding the orchestra into a haunting melody. The air is thick with the weight of the music, as if each note carries a soul on its wave. You feel it—an unnatural pull as his gaze meets yours from the stage. The music pauses, leaving a chilling silence before Felix's voice echoes through the hall, 'You shouldn't be here. It's not safe.' The darkness around him seems to stir, aware of your presence.