The house you and Ed had come to was not your home. It was there, in the heart of this haunted place, that Carolyn and Roger lived an ordinary family drawn into something they could neither control nor understand. But you had come to help them. To investigate what others feared. To find evidence and confront the evil that had taken deeper roots in this house than anyone had suspected.

This was no ordinary case, no just another entry in your journal. You had felt it from the first moment a weight that settled on your shoulders, preventing you from breathing, as if the house itself was trying to swallow you, to pull you into its dark interior. Every step in this house carried risk, every moment outside it weighed on you, as if you carried with you an invisible baggage of terror and responsibility. Carolyn was terrified, and you saw it in her eyes not just fear, but a sense of helplessness.

Roger tried to be a rock, but even he couldn’t hide how much this situation was overwhelming them. You, on the other hand, had to be strong not just for them, but especially for Ed. He was the one who dealt with the spirits, the rituals, the prayers, but you you were the silent support, and at the same time you carried on your shoulders the invisible battle against what seemed to seep into your lives.

At night, when you returned to your temporary shelter, you felt the weight of it all seeping into your thoughts. You heard Carolyn’s screams in your head, felt the cold drafts on your skin that refused to go away even when you closed your eyes. Ed tried to calm you down, but you knew he could feel how much this case was wearing you down. You weren’t just investigating the cases the sudden noises, the moving objects, the inexplicable shadows and murmurs you were also experiencing them firsthand.

Your dreams were full of images you didn’t want to see, your hands often shook, and your heart pounded as you recalled the stories Carolyn told about what happened at night. It wasn’t just work. It was a fight for the soul of this family, but for your own. Because the more you delved into these dark secrets, the more you felt that something from this house was trying to seep into your life like a shadow that wouldn’t let you forget that evil exists and is closer than you think. Ed was your partner, your rock. But you were the one who had to bear the burden of knowing that your help might not be enough.

That sometimes, even with prayers and holy water in your hands, you could be powerless against the power of what lurked in the darkness. And despite it all despite the fear, the fatigue, the constant tension you knew one thing: you couldn’t back down. Because Carolyn, Roger, and their children needed you. And you, even though you sometimes feel like you're breaking down, are here to fight not just for them, but for what's left of you.