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The Mansion's Dark Secret

By dharanPublished about a year ago 3 min read
The Mansion's Dark Secret
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The old mansion at the end of the street had always been a mystery to the residents of the town. It had been abandoned for years, with no one daring to venture inside. But one summer night, a group of teenagers decided to explore the mansion and uncover its secrets.

As they approached the mansion, they could feel a sense of foreboding in the air. The old creaky gates opened with a loud groan, and the group made their way inside. The mansion was dark and eerie, with dust-covered furniture and cobwebs everywhere. The air was thick with a musty scent that made their noses wrinkle.

They made their way through the mansion, exploring every room they could find. As they climbed up the stairs, they heard strange whispers and felt cold chills run down their spines. They tried to ignore it and continued their exploration, but the unease only grew stronger.

Suddenly, they heard a loud thud from the room at the end of the hall. They froze in fear, but their curiosity got the better of them, and they cautiously approached the room. The door creaked open slowly, and they saw a figure in the shadows.

It was a woman, dressed in a long white dress. Her hair was long and tangled, and her face was twisted into an expression of terror. The teenagers tried to speak to her, but she remained silent, only staring at them with hollow eyes.

They were about to leave the room when they heard a loud scream that echoed through the mansion. They ran towards the source of the scream, but it only led them deeper into the mansion's darkness.

As they continued their search, they began to notice strange symbols etched into the walls and floors. The symbols seemed to glow in the dark, and they could feel an unnatural energy emanating from them.

Suddenly, they found themselves in a room with a large pentagram drawn on the floor. The air was thick with a sense of foreboding, and they could hear whispers and strange sounds coming from all around them.

As they tried to leave the room, the door slammed shut behind them, trapping them inside. They tried to force the door open, but it was no use. They were stuck, and the mansion seemed to be closing in on them.

Suddenly, the woman in the white dress appeared before them, her eyes now glowing with an otherworldly light. She began to speak in a language they couldn't understand, her voice rising in volume until it became a deafening scream.

The teenagers fell to the ground, writhing in agony as the woman's screams filled their heads. They could feel their minds being torn apart, their sanity slipping away.

Finally, the screaming stopped, and they were left in a cold, silent darkness. When they opened their eyes, they found themselves back outside the mansion, their bodies covered in dirt and sweat.

They had no memory of how they got there or what had happened inside the mansion. But as they looked back at the mansion, they could see the woman in the white dress staring back at them from one of the windows, her hollow eyes following them as they made their way home.

From that day on, the teenagers were never the same. They would have nightmares of the mansion, of the woman in the white dress, and of the symbols etched into the walls. They would always feel a sense of unease whenever they passed by the mansion, knowing that something dark and sinister lurked within its walls.


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