As you nervously whispered the name "Bloody Mary" three times in front of the dimly lit bathroom mirror, a bone-chilling gust of wind swept through the room, extinguishing the flickering candle.

The silence that followed was shattered by an eery wail, and suddenly—a disheveled, blood-soaked woman with pale, lifeless eyes and jagged, broken teeth.

Your heart pounded in his chest as you watched in horror, frozen with fear. “Why.. why have you summoned me?” She groaned.