BLOODLINES : LEGACY OF SHADOWS

ay in bed, staring at the ceiling as the memories flooded back. The nightmares had been a regular occurrence since her grandmother's passing, but this one felt different. This one

She shook her head, dismissing it as mere nerves. The clock on her nightstand read 3:33 AM, a number that seemed ominous in the darkness. Emilia threw off the covers and padded across the room to the window. She pulled back the curtains, re

her family's secrets would not be easy to uncover, but she was ready to face whatever lay in store. The streets were empty, save for the occasional stray cat or night bird. Emilia walked, her feet carrying her toward the old mansion on the outskirts of town. It loomed before her, its turrets and spires reaching toward the moon like skeletal fingers. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she approached the entrance. The front door creaked ominously as she pushed it open, revealing a hallway shrouded in shadows. Emilia stepped inside, her heart pounding in her chest. The air was

art pounding in her chest. As she turned to leave, she saw it – a figure standing in the doorway, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. Emilia's breath caught in her throat as the figure vanished into thin air. She knew then that she was not alone in this journey. There were others, others who seemed to know more about her family's secrets than she did. With a sense of determination, Emilia left the mansion, the darknes