Sarah and Rachel stood in the room, catching their breath as they listened to the muffled sounds of the cultists trying to break down the door. Fear gripped Sarah's heart, but she refused to let it control her. She knew they needed to come up with a plan to evade capture and save themselves from whatever fate the cultists had in store for them.
Looking around the room, Sarah's eyes fell on a set of curtains hanging by the window. An idea began to form in her mind. She turned to Rachel, a defiant glint in her eyes.
Rachel, help me tear down these curtains. We can use them to climb down to the ground below, Sarah said, her voice resolute.
Rachel nodded in agreement, and together they ripped the curtains from their rods and tied them together to create a makeshift rope. Sarah tested the strength of the knots and gave Rachel an encouraging nod.
Okay, Rachel, you go first. I'll lower you down, and then follow right after, Sarah said, a sense of urgency in her voice.
Rachel swallowed nervously but nodded, her trust in Sarah unwavering. As Rachel descended the makeshift rope, Sarah kept a tight grip on it, slowly lowering her friend down to safety. Each inch closer to the ground filled Sarah with a mixture of relief and anxiety.
Once Rachel reached the ground unscathed, Sarah began her descent. The cultists' shouts grew louder, and the sound of their footsteps echoed through the room. With a quick prayer on her lips, Sarah began her descent down the makeshift rope.
As Sarah neared the ground, a sudden shout from above made her heart stop. The cultists had broken through the door and spotted her escaping.
Panic surged through Sarah's veins, but she refused to give up. With renewed determination, she pushed through the pain in her ankle and reached the ground just in time.
Without looking back, Sarah and Rachel sprinted into the cover of the nearby woods, their breaths ragged and their hearts racing.
The adrenaline of their escape fueled their determination to put as much distance between themselves and the cultists as possible.
Hours passed as they navigated through the dense forest, their fear slowly ebbing away as the first light of dawn began to break through the canopy above. Sarah and Rachel collapsed onto the soft forest floor, exhausted but alive.
As they caught their breath, Sarah turned to Rachel, a glimmer of gratitude in her eyes.
We made it, Rachel. We escaped, Sarah said, her voice filled with disbelief and relief.
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the Return to Ravens Manor
Horrorafter a while Rachel left Ravens Manor but she feels as if something or someone is calling her back to the dreaded abandoned Manor what will happen this time around Rachel dies, new people come to ravens Manor what could possibly go wrong will they...
