Round 5

The church door creaks open just enough for someone to peer inside. A woman's voice, young and uncertain, filters through the crack: "Is anyone there? We heard… noises." The speaker is barely visible—a silhouette against the moonlight behind her. Her companion, a few steps back, shifts nervously. Jeane, still positioned near the center of the room, feels a jolt of adrenaline. She signals for silence with a sharp gesture, then moves to block the door's view into the main chamber.