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It is supposed to be a harmless dare. Just one night in the abandoned Whitlock Mansion—snap a few pics, laugh at the dust, maybe get spooked by a creaky door. The five of friends—you, Mia, Jace, Leo and Eli stand at the front gate, flashlights in hand, hearts racing with excitement.

Mia whispers, gripping her flashlight tightly. "She's just an old urban legend. People say she hears everything."

You tsk and reassure her. "But it's just superstition."

Jace smirks and shoots you a wink. "Let's prove it. One night here, and we'll walk out laughing."

You feel Leo's presence behind you, his hand brushes yours for a brief second as he walks past the group. He clears his throat. "I'll go first. If anything moves, I'll throw a chair at it."

Eli chuckles, nudging Mia with his elbow. "If Granny's ghost is real, maybe she just wants a hug. I'll give good hugs."

But the moment you step inside, the air shifts. Cold. Heavy. Wrong. The front door slams shut behind you with a deafening thud, locking you in. Laughter fades into uneasy silence as the shadows grow darker. Then… a sound. Slow, dragging footsteps from upstairs… followed by the chilling voice of a woman, soft and cracked like an old record:

"I smell new visitors… How lovely."