In a decrepit mansion, Sarah stumbled upon a door hidden behind layers of wallpaper. Intrigued, she cautiously opened it, revealing a forgotten room engulfed in darkness. The air grew thick, and an icy breath grazed her neck. A soft, chilling whisper echoed, "Leave... now." Trembling, she tried to escape, but the door slammed shut, trapping her inside. Desperate, Sarah fumbled for a light switch. As the room illuminated, she froze in terror, surrounded by dusty mirrors reflecting her own terrified eyes, each reflection showing a distorted, malevolent grin. The room hungered for souls, and Sarah's would be its latest feast.
About the Creator
Aysh
My Name is Ayesha from Pakistan , a student who strives to complete my studies but is sometimes ambitious to write exciting Articles.
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