At 9 p.m., Viera comes to my room with clothes for me to change before our escapade. I hastily leave the psychiatric hospital and jump into Viera's car.
We rush to the location of the mysterious mansion. Viera recounts the chilling tale of the mansion's dark past, vividly describing the horrifying rituals performed by the enigmatic Shadow Cult within its walls. The mansion, a grand Victorian-style structure adorned with beautiful turrets, had once been the prestigious property of the Richardson family, renowned in Glouminster. Subsequently, the enigmatic Shadow Cult conducted gruesome rituals on the premises, culminating in the tragic demise of Eliza and her beloved within the mansion's walls.
The tales of the mansion's dark past and the haunting rituals left me in awe. Viera continues explaining to me that the murdered woman wandered like a ghost for many years, and then someone—no one knew who—set fire to the mansion, which burned to the ground.
Driven by a mix of curiosity and determination, I vow to delve deeper into the unsettling history of the mansion, determined to unveil its hidden secrets. My uncle may have further information. He lives in Glouminster.
As we approach the grounds of the former mansion, I whisper to Viera:
"We must proceed with caution. Park here and don't move, no matter what you hear."
Viera replies, fearful:
"Arabella, please be cautious and stay safe."
"I will, I promise," I say, appreciating her genuine worry.
I stroll down the deserted street, the eerie silence amplifying my apprehension about what I might uncover. Despite my concerns, a fierce determination propels me forward, ready to face Zamon, the cursed demon, in a final showdown.
I see people in the distance. These are my Uncle Ryan and Father Lewis. They're cutting some herbs. They open a door set into the ground, revealing a hidden entrance shrouded in darkness, and descend using a creaking rope ladder into the depths of an unknown location.
I peer intently, straining my eyes to watch them disappear into the darkness below. Without hesitation, I follow them down the ladder, my hands gripping the rungs tightly. A chill envelops me, the air grows colder, and the haunting echo of dripping water reverberates around me as I descend deeper into the unknown. My mind swirls with thoughts of what awaits at the bottom, yet I push them away, concentrating on the imminent task.
Reaching the bottom, I spot a dimly lit chamber ahead, a foreboding sight that marks the beginning of the showdown with Zamon.
I can hear their voices in the distance. Father Lewis utters words in a language unfamiliar to me. It sounds like Latin.
A door separates the room from the corridor where they are positioned, creating a distinct boundary between the two areas.
Father Lewis continues his eerie litany, clutching a cross tightly. My uncle Ryan is also engrossed, whispering the same words.
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THE MONSTER INSIDE ME (#ONC2024)
Horror#ONC2024 Round two Ambassadors' pick. :D SHORTLIST ONC 2024 My prompt is number 3: Your greatest fear is monsters in the dark. The last thing you expect is to become the monster in the dark. Arabella Dagon was always afraid of the dark. In the dar...
