The moon was
swallowed by
dark clouds,
plunging the
forest into an
unsettling
silence.
Elena’s heart
raced as she
stumbled upon
an abandoned
cabin, its
windows
shattered like
broken
promises.
Inside, the
air was thick
with dust and
the scent of
decay, as if
the walls held
secrets best
left untold.
A flickering
candle
illuminated a
figure in the
corner, its
hollow eyes
staring back
with an
intensity that
chilled her
bones.
As she turned
to flee, the
door slammed
shut, trapping
her in a
nightmarish
dance with
something that
was never truly
alive.
Whispers
echoed off the
walls, taunting
her with the
memories of
those who had
met their fate
within those
cursed
confines.
In that
moment, Elena
knew she was
not alone; the
forest had
opened its maw,
and it was
hungry for her
soul.
With every
breath, the
darkness
tightened its
grip, as the
shadows of the
past began to
take form
around her.
It was then
she realized
the stories
were true, and
the horror she
had heard was
now her
reality.
As the candle
flickered out,
plunging her
into utter
darkness, she
felt a cold
hand brush
against her
cheek, sealing
her fate.
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