The old house
on the hill had
always been
shunned by the
town.
Local legends
whispered of a
haunting
presence that
demanded
sacrifice.
One stormy
night, a
curious
traveler
ventured
inside, seeking
adventure.
As he stepped
through the
creaking door,
the air turned
frigid.
Dark shadows
darted past
him, whispering
secrets of lost
souls.
He stumbled
into a room
filled with
mirrors, each
one reflecting
a different
horror.
Suddenly, a
chilling laugh
echoed from
behind him,
freezing his
blood.
The reflection
in the closest
mirror smiled
back, but he
had not.
Panic surged
through him as
he realized he
could not move,
trapped in the
glass.
The door
slammed shut,
sealing his
fate as the
house claimed
another victim.
From that
night on, the
townsfolk
reported
hearing his
screams in the
wind.
The house
continued to
stand, waiting
for the next
brave fool to
enter its dark
embrace.
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