Alone again, in this quiet apartment. Or is she?

The purple energy re-enters Darcy's body through her mouth. She is laying on a mattress on the floor of an apartment with white wood paneling on the walls and Christmas lights tacked up in place of lamps. A framed photo and post-it note are on the wall. A low nightstand holds a pink Himalayan salt lamp. She wakes up and holds her head, sitting up. A red light glows over the room, and she moves her eyes towards it.