Mr Vampire

chapter 1

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You could feel the excitement buzzing in your chest as you and Eun-woo trudged through the dense forest. The trees loomed high above, casting long shadows over the dirt path as you approached the mansion hidden deep within the woods. The air felt damp, and a chill settled around you, creeping under your jacket and sending goosebumps across your arms. But the thrill of the adventure, of capturing something truly eerie for your channel, kept your mind sharp and your energy high.

"Y/n, are you sure this place is even real?" Eun-woo asked, adjusting the camera on his shoulder as he followed behind you. His voice was light, but there was a hint of nervousness in it that didn't go unnoticed. "I mean, it looks like something out of one of those horror movies. You sure this is a good idea?"

You grinned, your fingers brushing against the rough bark of one of the trees as you glanced back at him. "Of course it's real," you said with a wink. "And it's perfect for our next video. I mean, just look at this place." You gestured ahead, where the mansion loomed, its ancient stone walls barely visible through the thick fog. Its towering spires seemed to pierce the sky, and the windows, dark and glassy, appeared like unblinking eyes in the night. The mansion looked abandoned, like no one had lived there for centuries.

But you knew better. You'd done your research. The mansion was notorious for being haunted, abandoned in the eyes of most-but you knew there was more to it. This was going to get you tons of views, a ton of likes, and the kind of attention you needed to push your channel further into the spotlight.

Eun-woo adjusted the camera and let out a low whistle. "I mean, if this is some kind of haunted house setup, it's impressive. Look at that door. It doesn't even look like it's been touched in years, and yet-" He broke off, eyeing the door with unease. "Something feels... off, broski."

You could tell Eun-woo was getting more anxious, but you only smiled. "That's exactly why it's perfect for us. You'll see. Just stay close, okay?"

You pushed the large, iron door open with a heavy creak, the sound echoing through the air like a warning. It was strangely silent inside, the air thick with dust and age. As soon as you crossed the threshold, you felt a shiver run down your spine, but you shook it off. This was what you came for. The mansion was a gold mine of creepy content, and you weren't going to back out now.

The floor beneath your feet was cold, the hardwood creaking with each step you took. The foyer was grand, with chandeliers that hung high above, their crystals dangling like forgotten memories. The walls were lined with dark portraits of people you couldn't make out, their faces smudged with years of grime. In the distance, you could see a grand staircase, its banister twisted and worn, leading up to a second floor that seemed almost too dark to enter.

Eun-woo followed you, the camera on his shoulder capturing every moment. "This is... exactly like the pictures," he murmured. "I can't believe this place is real. It's like time just stopped here." His voice was a mix of awe and unease.

"You think we could get a few of the windows?" you asked, motioning toward the broken, cloudy glass. "I want to capture that ominous feeling."

He nodded. "Yeah, yeah, I'll get some shots. Just don't wander too far ahead, okay?" He sounded like he was trying to keep himself calm, but his hands were shaking as he adjusted the camera.

You smiled and started walking toward the staircase, your heart beating faster now as you could almost feel the weight of the mansion pressing down on you. The air seemed heavier up here, the shadows deeper. The place felt like it was holding its breath, waiting for something-or someone.

As you reached the top of the stairs, the door at the far end of the hall slammed shut. Eun-woo jumped, spinning around to look at the door with wide eyes. "Did... Did you see that? The door just-"