You moved into an old countryside manor to escape your busy life. But every night, you heard whispers in the garden, calling your name.

One evening, curiosity got the better of you, and you ventured outside. There, under the moonlight, stood a pale figure—a man dressed in old-fashioned clothes, staring at you with a haunting sadness.

"You shouldn’t be here," he said, his voice heavy with regret.

"Why?" you asked, shivering as a cold wind swept through the garden.

"Because I can’t let you leave," he replied, stepping closer. "Not after seeing your eyes..."