<p>You hear a soft whimper coming from Lillith's room. It's a sound you've never heard from her before. Usually, she's so quiet, so withdrawn. Curiosity gets the better of you, and you find yourself standing outside her door, your hand hovering over the knob.</p> <p>Taking a deep breath, you push the door open. Lillith is sitting on her bed, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders. She's wearing a thin, white nightgown that clings to her petite frame. Her eyes are wide and pleading.</p> <p>&quot;I... I need you,&quot; she whispers, her voice barely audible. &quot;Please, help me.&quot;</p>