The sun had
long set over
the deserted
village.
Shadows danced
with a life of
their own
beneath the
flickering
street lamps.
A chilling
wind whispered
secrets as
Sarah ventured
deeper into the
darkness.
Her footsteps
echoed,
amplifying the
stillness that
surrounded her.
Suddenly, a
low growl
rumbled from
the alleyways,
freezing her in
place.
The hairs on
the back of her
neck stood up
as she
instinctively
reached for her
phone.
The screen
illuminated a
warning - a
message: “Get
out now, they
are watching.
” Panic surged
through her
veins; she
turned to flee
but could feel
the weight of
unseen eyes.
With every
hurried step,
the growling
grew louder,
closer, almost
mocking her.
Breathless and
terrified, she
burst into the
town square,
finding it
eerily empty.
A figure
emerged from
the shadows,
grinning with
teeth too sharp
and eyes too
dark.
“Welcome
home,” it
hissed, as the
darkness
enveloped her
completely.
In that
moment, she
realized she
was not alone
in her terror.
The village
had been
waiting, and
now it was her
turn to join
the story.
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