Story:
In the heart of a forgotten forest stood Blackthorn Manor, an abandoned Victorian mansion cloaked in decay and despair. Legends whispered of a cursed family who once lived there, vanishing without a trace on a stormy night a century ago.
When Clara and her friends dared to enter the mansion on a dare, they found its interior untouched by time yet suffocatingly cold. Portraits with faded faces lined the walls, their eyes seeming to follow the intruders.
As midnight struck, the whispers began-soft, guttural murmurs echoing through the grand halls. The group tried to flee, but the doors slammed shut on their own. Shadows danced without light, and a chilling laughter echoed in the darkness.
One by one, Clara's friends disappeared into the void, their screams swallowed by the shadows. Alone and desperate, Clara stumbled upon a journal belonging to the youngest family member, Annabelle. The last entry read, "They come for all who disturb our peace."
Before Clara could react, a cold hand gripped her shoulder. Turning, she was met with the hollow, glowing eyes of a spectral figure. Her scream was the last sound to escape the mansion that night.
To this day, the whispers remain for those who dare to approach Blackthorn Manor.