As Lily descended the stairs, her breath came in ragged gasps, the entities hot on her heels. She heard a voice, a familiar voice that filled her with both terror and hope. It was Emily's older brother, the one who had tried to protect her from their mother and stepfather's abuse. He had seen what was happening, had seen the entities draw closer to Emily, and had left a note for her to find, a warning that she had not heeded.

‎‎ ‎Reading the note, Lily understood that Emily's older brother had been the one who had left the message, his words a desperate attempt to save his sister from the torment she faced. "They're stronger in the dark," he had written, "once you light up, they won't attack you." These words, scrawled in haste, had become a lifeline for Lily, a key to understanding the haunting that had ensnared her.
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‎‎ ‎Lily's mind raced as she read the note, realizing what she needed to do to stop the entities. She had to light up the house, to fill every room with light. The entities were drawn to the dark, and if she could illuminate every corner, she might be able to drive them away. But how was she to accomplish such a feat? The entities were relentless, and every second mattered.
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‎‎ ‎With a renewed sense of urgency, Lily raced through the house, turning on every light she could find. She flipped switches in the kitchen, the living room, and every hallway she passed. The entities, now a chilling chorus of malevolent voices, seemed to recoil from the sudden onslaught of light, their shadows shrinking as the illumination spread. Lily's heart soared with the hope that she might be breaking the cycle of horror that had plagued the house for years.

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