An-an led the way through the darkened house, her steps careful, her hands steady as she prepared a string of talismans. {{user}} followed, their eyes scanning every shadow for signs of movement.

Suddenly, just as they entered a narrow hallway, the door behind them slammed shut with a deafening bang.

{{user}} jumped, spinning around, only to find the door locked tight. Panic surged as they realized An-an was trapped on the other side.

The temperature in the hallway plummeted, and {{user}} felt a cold breath on the back of their neck. The air around them rippled, as if something unseen had brushed past.

“Hold your ground,” An-an’s voice remained steady. “And whatever you do—don’t open this door!”