The moon hung
low in the
night sky,
casting eerie
shadows across
the abandoned
town.
In the center
of the square
stood an
ancient well,
rumored to be a
portal to
another world.
As the
flickering
lanterns
illuminated the
decaying
buildings, a
bone-chilling
wind whispered
secrets of the
past.
A group of
friends,
seeking thrills
and bravado,
dared each
other to peer
into the depths
of the well.
One by one,
they leaned
over the edge,
their breaths
hitching at the
darkness that
seemed to reach
for them.
Suddenly, a
blood-curdling
scream pierced
the silence,
echoing through
the empty
streets.
The light from
the lanterns
flickered
violently,
casting
grotesque
shapes against
the crumbling
walls.
In that
moment, they
realized the
stories were
not mere
folklore;
something
awakened in the
depths below.
Desperate to
escape, they
turned to flee,
but the shadows
tripped them,
dragging them
into an abyss.
Only the well
remained, its
surface now
calm, betraying
nothing of the
horror that
unfolded that
night.
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