The Spectral Echoes Within The Open Door

As the worn door creaked open, a shiver ran down my spine. A chill wind whistled past, carrying with it the scent of decay. Through the threshold, shadows danced and flickered, their movements as if guided by an unseen hand. A eerie, unsettling hum resonated in the air, a symphony of spectral voices. My heart pounded in my chest, a steady throb aga

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