reath came out in a visible puff, and the draft seemed to seep in

like fixer-uppers. It's a steal for a place this

ing in on us, and the shadows in the corners seemed to pulse and breathe, shi

u mean? The place is falling apar

s pressing down on me. "It's been abandoned too long. I

playful look, but when I didn't smile, his expression softened. "Look, it's jus

beyond the door seemed to shift, as if something was moving just out of sigh

ead back," I sugge

face me. "You're seriou

it, but I nodded. "Yeah. This place

We'll go. But we've gotta come back sometime, right? It's

er to put some distance between me and that eerie, suffocating bedroom. Liam fo

g. A faint whisper, like the breath of the house itself, rising from somewh

I asked, my voice b

wned. "H

sive silence. Maybe it was my imagination. I shook my head, trying to s

aid quickly. "

iam was ahead of me, his flashlight beam bobbing as he moved, calling out for me to catch up. But som

ve, each shift in the wooden beams sounding like a whisper just beyond my hearing. I took a step back, sudd

lled, my voi

ng second. I turned in a slow circle, trying to figure out where I had come from,

hear me. But all I got in return was silence. A deep, al

ood on end, and I could feel it-so

or seemed to stretch out in front of me, growing longer and darker, the shadows deeper

ed from the very air itself. His presence was suffocating, wrapping around me like a shr

l, as if they held all the secrets of the world in their depths. His skin was pale, almost glowin

e time in the world. My body screamed at me to run, but I couldn't. My muscles r

t of me and bowed his head, t

ending a shiver down my spine. When he lifted his head again, there was a fa

ursed through me, cold and sharp, as my eyes darted around the corridor,

dark eyes locking onto mine. "My lord asked us to

ring in my chest. "What are you talking about?" I stammered, my