The Forest of Eden

Since moving into this massive old house, something feels off. The woods surrounding it are too quiet, and at night, I hear strange footsteps echoing through the halls-footsteps that aren't my family's. Echo swears she's seen dark figures in the forest, and I can't shake the feeling that we're not alone here. The air smells faintly of blood, and sometimes, when I pass the old mirror in the entryway, I think I see a tall man with glowing red eyes. Vampires.

Rumors around town talk of witches who haunt the forest, practicing ancient magic under the moonlight. And the howls... they're not from any regular animal. Werewolves, they say, roam these woods, stalking the night. We thought we were just moving to a new house. But now I wonder if we've walked straight into a world of dark secrets and ancient creatures.