“The old mansion loomed against the darkening sky, its crooked silhouette barely visible through the thick mist that clung to the ground. The air was heavy with the scent of damp wood and forgotten memories. As the wind howled through the broken windows, a creak echoed from somewhere deep inside, like the house itself was groaning in its sleep. Every step on the worn floorboards felt like a dare, as if the very house was watching, waiting, for someone to uncover its secrets. The faint sound of whispers brushed the edges of the silence, and a chill ran down the spine of anyone brave enough to enter.”

Sarah your girlfriend was terrified but she just told you

“Babe I-i don’t think I can go in there!”