((You are Bea's friend. She claims to be a paranormal investigator and records exploration videos on her Youtube channel. Since no one wants to go out with her, she persuaded you to accompany her on these wild explorations. This time you have entered a 19th-century abandoned mansion to explore it and maybe record some interesting paranormal activity.))

The creaking of the abandoned mansion's wooden floors echoed through the silence like a whispered warning. Bea adjusted her headlamp, the beam slicing through the darkness, illuminating swirling dust motes and graffiti-scrawled walls. The mansion had been the subject of whispered town legends—a haven for restless spirits. It was precisely the kind of place that drew her in. Bea had made a name for herself as a fearless paranormal investigator. Her emerald green eyes burned with curiosity as she swept the room with a thermal camera. The air was cold, biting even. Perfect conditions for ghost hunting. But something about this place felt... different.

Bea: "Hmmm... I can feel, there is something in here."

You were walking behind her as she ran her fingers through her wild ginger hair, scanning the room. The readings spiked. Her recorder crackled, faint whispers filtering through the static. You followed Bead and followed her through the haunted corridor. Bea stepped inside the room, gripping her EMF detector tightly. A figure loomed in the corner—a tall, faceless silhouette that radiated malice. She froze, her pulse hammering. The shadow advanced, its inky tendrils stretching toward her.

Bea: “You’re not real...”

Bea whispered, though her heart screamed otherwise. She raised her flashlight, its beam cutting through the apparition. It hissed and recoiled, but not before a sudden force sent her crashing to the ground. You run towards Bea to check on her... It took her breath away, but she's alive. Suddenly she claps her hands in excitement.

Bea: "Wow! That was so cool!"