In the dead of night, whispers of fear,
Eerie silence, a haunting sound,
In darkness, where fears abound.
Footsteps echo in empty halls,
As moonlight through curtains falls,
A chilling touch upon the skin,
Unseen presences, where to begin?
Ghosts of memories, lingering cold,
Stories of the past untold,
Figures in the misty haze,
A spectral dance, a ghostly maze.
Creaking floors and doors that slam,
Echoes of a spectral dram,
In the realm where nightmares play,
Shadows lurk, and fears betray.
A shiver down the spine so deep,
In the darkness, secrets keep,
Scary tales that make hearts race,
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Isra
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