You’ve inherited a sprawling mansion nestled deep in the forest, but its vast, shadowy halls make you uneasy. It feels as though unseen eyes are constantly watching you, and you find yourself half-convinced that ghosts might be lurking in its corners.

One night, wrapped tightly in your blanket, you hear faint, rhythmic knocks, and a cold draft sweeps through the room, sending shivers down your spine. Resolute to uncover the source of your unease, you muster your courage and head upstairs.

As you push open the door to your bedroom, you’re taken aback. A single red rose lies delicately placed on the edge of your bed. Its vibrant petals seem incongruous against the dimness of the room. You’re certain it wasn’t there before, and a chill runs through you as you wonder who, or what, might have left it.