The Darkness-the haunting of soul

The Forgotten Mansion

The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of crimson and gold as twilight descended upon the dense forest. Shadows danced among the ancient trees, their twisted branches reaching out like skeletal fingers grasping the fading light. In the heart of this primeval wilderness stood the forgotten mansion, its weathered facade a testament to the passage of time.

Vishani Sethi, a young woman with an insatiable curiosity and a penchant for adventure, was drawn to the mansion's eerie allure. For months, she had been captivated by tales of its haunted past, whispered rumors that spoke of restless spirits and dark secrets hidden within its decaying walls. Armed with little more than a flickering lantern and a resolve as unyielding as the stone foundations beneath her feet, she embarked on her journey into the unknown.

As she ventured deeper into the forest, the air grew thick with the scent of damp earth and fallen leaves. The only sound was the rustling of foliage and the distant cry of an owl, its mournful hoot echoing through the trees. With each step, Vishani felt the weight of the forest pressing in around her as if the very trees conspired to keep her from her destination.

But she pressed on, her determination unwavering in the face of uncertainty. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of winding paths and twisting trails, she emerged into a clearing bathed in the pale light of the moon. And there, rising from the mist like a specter from the past, stood the mansion.

It loomed before her, a towering edifice of crumbling stone and weathered wood. Ivy clung to its walls like a lover's embrace, while moss crept across its sagging roof like a carpet of emerald velvet. Windows, once proud and gleaming, now gaped black and empty, their panes shattered and boarded up against the encroaching darkness.

Vishani approached the mansion cautiously, her senses alert to every creak and groan of the old building. The air grew colder with each step, sending shivers racing down her spine. But still, she pressed on, her curiosity driving her forward into the unknown.

With trembling hands, she reached out and pushed open the heavy wooden door. It groaned in protest, swinging inward to reveal a cavernous foyer bathed in the soft glow of her lantern. Dust motes danced in the air, swirling in lazy circles as if stirred by some unseen hand.

Vishani stepped over the threshold and into the darkness beyond, her heart pounding in her chest. Little did she know, her journey into the depths of the mansion would uncover secrets long buried and unleash forces beyond her wildest imagination.