Chapter (2)

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The Entity's Message

Emily couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that lingered long after she had destroyed the Ouija board.

She had thought that by getting rid of the board, she would be free from the entity's grasp, but it seemed that it had only just begun to exert its influence.

She started to experience strange and vivid dreams, filled with images of the entity's twisted face and its glowing eyes.

She would wake up in the middle of the night, her heart racing, with the feeling that someone was watching her.

As the days went by, Emily began to notice small changes in her daily routine. She would misplace things, and find them in strange places.

Her favorite book would be on a shelf when she knew she had left it on her coffee table. It was as if someone was playing tricks on her, trying to get her attention.

One evening, as she was cooking dinner, Emily received a phone call from an unknown number. The voice on the other end was low and raspy, identical to the one she had heard at the old oak tree.

"Emily," the voice whispered, "you think you're free from me, but you're not. You're just playing into my hands. Meet me at the old abandoned church at midnight if you want to know what's really going on."

The line went dead, leaving Emily feeling shaken and confused. She tried to convince herself that it was just her imagination playing tricks on her, but deep down, she knew that something was very wrong.

As the clock struck midnight, Emily found herself standing in front of the old abandoned church. The building loomed above her, its stone walls covered in ivy and moss.

She could feel a malevolent presence emanating from within.

The doors creaked open by themselves, inviting her inside. Emily hesitated for a moment before stepping into the darkness.

The air inside was thick with the scent of decay and rot.

Suddenly, a faint light flickered to life, illuminating a figure standing at the altar. It was the entity again, its eyes burning with an otherworldly intensity.

"You should have stayed out of this," it hissed, its voice like a rusty gate. "You should've left things also."

Emily tried to run, but her legs felt heavy and unresponsive. The entity began to move towards her, its eyes fixed on hers with an unblinking stare.

"You're mine now," it whispered, its hot breath on her skin. "And soon, I'll make sure you're trapped in this place forever."

As Emily screamed for help, the entity reached out and touched her forehead. Everything went black.

When Emily came to, she found herself lying on the cold stone floor of the church. The entity was gone, but she knew that she wasn't alone.

She could feel its presence still lurking in the shadows, waiting for its next move.

As she stumbled out of the church into the night air, Emily knew that she had to find a way to break free from the entity's grasp before it was too late. But how could she fight something that seemed to be everywhere and nowhere at the same time?

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