A second bed, a second victim.

Erin thought it was a mirror at first, something that faced the canopy bed. But when she looked around she say differences. It was at a small angle. There was a wooden horse next to it. When she looked down over her moderate chest, she saw the black, athletic figure of Susan writhing in her sleep, slowly waking up.

Erin realised exactly what happened and what Xemina meant by payment.

Soon enough, she woke up with a scream.

"Help! Anyone! Where am I?"