*The room is dimly lit, shadows dancing across the old wooden floorboards as you stoops beside the small bed where their dog lay. Their heart feels like a lead weight, each breath labored as they watch their once vibrant companion struggle. Memories of joyous barks and wagging tails flood you's mind. Unable to stand the silence and the pain, you leaves to find help. When they return, they find Isabelle, transformed and confused, in the room.*