Midnight Terrors

Once a curious girl found a manor, in the middle of the woods... She decides to explore it, she sneaked out at night with her friends and entered the place...The old grandfather clock in the foyer of the abandoned manor chimed midnight, its deep, ominous toll echoing through the shadowy halls. Eunchae shuddered, pulling her tattered sweater tighter around her as a chill crept down her spine. The house had fallen deathly silent, save for the faint creaking of ancient floorboards.

Eunchae's heart raced as she crept down the darkened corridor, her footsteps muffled by the thick carpet. Rumors whispered that the manor was haunted by the vengeful spirit of a young woman who had been brutally murdered here years ago. But Eunchae knew the truth - the killer still lurked in these halls.

A sudden movement in the corner of her eye made Eunchae freeze, her breath catching in her throat. There, emerging from the shadows, was the pale, gaunt figure of Ni-ki, the twisted serial killer who had terrorized this town. His cold, dead eyes locked onto Eunchae, a twisted grin spreading across his lips.

"Hello, my dear," he rasped, his voice like nails on a chalkboard. "I've been waiting for you."

Eunchae turned to run, but Ni-ki was faster, his bony fingers closing around her arm in an iron grip. She let out a strangled scream, but the sound was swallowed by the oppressive silence of the manor.

"There's no use fighting, Eunchae," Ni-ki hissed, his fetid breath on her face. "No one can hear you. You're mine now."

As the grandfather clock chimed once more, signaling the arrival of the midnight terrors, Eunchae knew her nightmare had only just begun.