The Mystery of The Anne House

Chapter 7: The Manifestation

So sorry guys I promise i didn't forget to post on Monday, I really didn't have internet for the past 2-3 days as we just shifted to our new house...
Anyways I love you guys and let's get back to the story

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The third day dawned with a sense of impending doom. Sara and Leanna were exhausted, their nerves frayed from the constant tension and fear. They had captured some compelling footage, but they knew they were far from understanding the true nature of The Anne House.

"We need to stay focused," Sara said, sipping her coffee. "Today is our last full day here. Let's make it count."

Leanna nodded, though she looked pale and tired. "I agree. But we need to be careful. This place is getting more dangerous."

They decided to spend the day reviewing their footage and preparing for one final night of investigation. As they watched the recordings, they noticed something disturbing. The shadowy figure of the child was not alone. There was another figure, larger and more menacing, lurking in the background.

"Look at that," Sara said, pointing to the screen. "There's another spirit. And it looks angry."

Leanna shivered. "Do you think it's the source of the growls?"

"Possibly," Sara replied. "We need to find out who or what it is."

As they prepared for the night, the sense of dread grew stronger. The house seemed to pulse with a malevolent energy, as if it were aware of their intentions.

Night fell, and they set up their equipment one last time. The air was thick with tension, and every sound seemed amplified. They decided to conduct a séance, hoping to communicate directly with the spirits.

They sat in a circle in the living room, holding hands and focusing their energy. Sara spoke first, her voice steady despite the fear gnawing at her insides.

"We mean you no harm. We just want to understand what happened here. Can you tell us who you are?"

For a moment, there was only silence. Then, the room grew colder, and the candles flickered. A low, guttural voice filled the air. "Leave."

Leanna's grip tightened on Sara's hand. "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The voice growled again. "Danger. Leave."

Sara felt a chill run down her spine. "We want to help. Please, tell us what happened."

The candles flickered violently, and a shadowy figure appeared in the corner of the room. It was the larger spirit, its eyes glowing with malevolence.

"You are not welcome here," the spirit growled. "Leave now, or face the consequences."

Leanna's eyes widened in fear. "Sara, we need to go."

But before they could move, the spirit lunged at them, its form dissolving into a whirlwind of darkness. The room was thrown into chaos, their equipment scattering across the floor.

Sara and Leanna scrambled to their feet, their hearts pounding in their chests. The spirit's growl echoed through the house, filling them with a primal fear.

"We need to get out of here," Sara said, her voice shaking. "Now."

They grabbed their essentials and fled from the house, the malevolent presence chasing them every step of the way. As they burst through the front door, the oppressive energy seemed to lift, and they were finally able to catch their breath.