Emily's Haunting Transformation in an Abandoned Office

a scene where Emily, a once-elegant office lady of around 45, with a slightly plump figure and shoulder-length hair that used to be neatly tied in a bun, now possessed by a malevolent entity, finds herself in her abandoned office late at night. Her once-immaculate office attire—a crumpled white blouse and a blue satin plissee skirt, both stained and torn—clings to her body, emphasizing her disheveled state. A delicate colorful silk scarf, now dripping with black slime, hangs loosely around her neck. Her dark tights are ripped, exposing her pale skin, and her worn-out elegant light pink suede leather ballet flats are caked with dirt and grime. Her makeup, once flawless, is now smudged, with mascara running down her cheeks, but her red lipstick remains eerily intact, a stark contrast against her pale skin. Her hair, once neatly coiffed, is now a wild and tangled mess, framing her face and emphasizing her cold, eerily calm eyes that hint at a disturbing aura of possession. She sits in her former executive chair, her legs spread wide in a masculine pose, leaning forward with her elbows resting on her knees, a letter opener dangling casually from one hand. She looks down at her body, her free hand exploring the curves of her hips and breasts, a curious and almost appreciative expression on her face, as if the entity is marveling at the sensations and form of its new vessel. She smirks, rolling her shoulders and stretching her neck, seemingly enjoying the strength and flexibility of her new body. Before her, a terrified former subordinate cowers, trapped in the office that was once a symbol of Emily's success and elegance, now a stage for her dark exploration and malevolent intent.