Who are you?

Theo’s words hung in the air. The suspicion she had from a few days back in the backyard of her home seemed connected to all of this. She couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to her predicament.

But why does it have to be me… Isla whispered in her mind, tears welling in her eyes again.

"What do I have to do now?" Isla's voice wavered, betraying her uncertainty. She turned to face him, searching his eyes for any sign of reassurance.

"I can't fully comprehend, Isla," he said, his tone grave. "The shadow that haunts you, it's ancient, primal. It feeds on something from you. And I fear it's drawn to you for a reason."

Isla's heart pounded in her chest, the weight of Theo's words pressing down on her. She struggled to make sense of it all, to reconcile the ordinary world she knew with the dark, mysterious forces that seemed to be closing in on her.

"How, Theo?" Isla's voice trembled with fear and confusion. "What have I done to deserve this?"