The Haunting of Dawn Valley Asylum: The Damned (Completed) (Editing)

Prologue: Possession

The church's dark history of priests allegedly chaining people to expel demons in the eighteenth century. The church's closure in the 1890s marks the beginning of a new chapter, as a new founder takes over the building after the death of the previous owner. The eerie town known by the name of Dawn Valley. Dawn stumbled back, coughing and choking on the strange black fog that now enveloped her. The sulfuric stench lingered in the air as she gasped for breath, trying to make sense of what had just happened. The mysterious box lay open before her, its symbol still visible in the dim light of the attic. As the fog cleared, Dawn felt a peculiar energy surging through her veins. Her surroundings seemed distorted, and a subtle hum echoed in her ears. She glanced at her reflection in a dusty mirror and was shocked to see her eyes pitch-black, devoid of any color. Fear and confusion gripped her as she realized something otherworldly had taken place.

Unbeknownst to Dawn, the box she had opened contained ancient and mystical energies, and the symbol engraved on it held a key to a realm beyond human comprehension. The eerie transformation she underwent was just the beginning of a mysterious journey that awaited her. Days passed, and Dawn began to experience strange phenomena. She discovered newfound abilities, like telekinesis and heightened senses. Objects would move at her will, and she could perceive things beyond the ordinary human senses. The blackness in her eyes seemed to contain a depth of knowledge and power.

Eden, who established an asylum for his wife in the mid-1979 in an old church. The mention of black smoke near the town over the years with eerie and mysterious. Some years later, Eden quits the church and moves on to someone new, eventually stopping his visits to his ex-wife at the asylum. The rumors spread that his wife, Dawn, may have snapped due to stress related to Eden being a priest and performing exorcisms. Interestingly, there's a contrast between the skepticism about demons ("People say there's no such thing as demons") and the ominous turn of events, with Dawn allegedly starting to kill people.

Eden stood at the entrance of the Dawn Valley Asylum, a place notorious for housing the city's mentally disturbed residents. The air was thick with an unsettling tension as he hesitated to step inside. As a new priest assigned to provide spiritual guidance, he couldn't shake the feeling of apprehension about what lay ahead. Within a couple of months, the asylum became increasingly crowded, filled with individuals struggling with various mental disorders. The city itself seemed to attract psychopaths, and the atmosphere within the asylum reflected the grim reality of their conditions. Reports of incidents involving nurses losing their lives to patients circulated, painting a picture of an institution that was always understaffed. It became a place where few dared to work, creating an environment that was both eerie and dangerous.

On what would be Eden's last day at the asylum, he decided to visit his ex-wife, who was a patient there. The news he carried weighed heavily on him as he approached the screening room where she was held. Entering the dimly lit room, Eden's eyes met his ex-wife's, and he was taken aback by the rough appearance she now bore. Chains bound her to a cold, unforgiving chair, symbolizing the struggles that both the patients and the staff faced within the asylum's walls. He took a deep breath before breaking the news, the heaviness in his voice matching the somber atmosphere of the asylum.

"My god, look at you Dawn. I'm remarrying, and my new wife is pregnant with my baby. We will have papers for you to sign tomorrow. This is my last day here to see you."

In his mental state of shock when her eyes turned black. "You think this cage will hold me? Your god is not here priest." Threats came upon her deep voice. Ripping away the shackles with her mind.

"Demon," calling out with hands and feet bound to the wall by telekinesis.

The next instant became massively hardcore. The patients began to kill everyone. All the rooms were full of bodies and body parts. Within moments, few escaped, and the founder died that day with a priest too. Dawn escaped never to return. Then the asylum went out of business. Most souls have remained for one purpose or another. The new girlfriend received the whole town in his will. The founder's kid was born nine months later and never told of the tale of his dad's death. Most people withheld information from him for over six years. One night, he overheard a strange sound coming from inside the walls. The young boy feared over his house. His mother heard nothing during the night. He believed it was only a nightmare. In the dead of night, he woke up sweaty. He noticed a young woman standing before his bed.

Saxton: "Mommy," Saxton cries out to her in fear, with no words, no response to his voice.

In the following seconds, she turns her head all creepy-like. His mother arrived in his room from hearing her name. Elva turns on the light panicking, and a lady in the dress vanished. A frightened look came upon his eyes.

Elva: "What Is it son?"

As Saxton settled into his new life, the haunting events of that fateful night seemed like a distant memory. However, the tranquility of his existence was short-lived. Strange occurrences began to unfold in his inherited mansion, and a sense of unease permeated the air.

Late at night, eerie whispers echoed through the grand halls, and cold drafts seemed to follow Saxton wherever he went. Unexplained shadows danced in the corners of his vision, leaving him with an unsettling feeling that he was never truly alone. The memories of his mother's mysterious disappearance haunted him, and he couldn't shake the feeling that the malevolent spirit responsible for her vanishing had returned.

Saxton, over the years, couldn't ignore the growing sense of dread. He delved into the town's archives, seeking any information that might shed light on the supernatural events unfolding in his mansion. Old records and faded newspaper clippings revealed a history of unexplained phenomena and a series of disappearances dating back decades.

Determined to unravel the mystery, Saxton enlisted the help of paranormal investigators and mediums. As they explored the mansion's hidden corners, they uncovered a dark history involving a vengeful spirit with ties to Saxton's family. The spirit, it seemed, sought revenge for a past transgression, and it would stop at nothing to exact its torment.

The investigations intensified as the supernatural activity escalated. Objects moved on their own, eerie apparitions appeared in mirrors, and whispers turned into blood-curdling screams. Saxton's once idyllic life became a battleground between the living and the restless spirits that roamed his mansion.

As the paranormal activity reached a fever pitch, Saxton's family became increasingly endangered. His wife and children experienced chilling encounters, and the mansion's grandeur turned into a nightmarish prison. Desperate to put an end to the haunting, Saxton revisited the events surrounding his mother's disappearance and uncovered a long-buried family secret.

The climax approached as Saxton confronted the vengeful spirit in a final showdown. With the help of mediums and ancient rituals, he sought to appease the entity and put an end to the cycle of torment. The mansion quivered with unearthly energy as Saxton faced the ghostly apparition, and a chilling revelation emerged about the true nature of the spirit and its connection to his family. In a climactic confrontation, Saxton confronted the vengeful spirit, seeking to break the cycle of revenge and free his family from the paranormal grip. The resolution left the mansion in an eerie silence, the supernatural disturbances abated, and the once-tormented spirit found peace. Saxton emerged from the ordeal changed but stronger. The town, now free from the malevolent force that had plagued it for generations, began to heal. The mansion, once a symbol of darkness, stood as a testament to the resilience of the living against the supernatural.

As the years passed, Saxton continued his role as sheriff, ensuring the safety of the town. The mansion, stripped of its haunted reputation, became a place of solace and reflection. Yet, whispers of the harrowing events lingered in the town's collective memory, a cautionary tale of the thin veil between the living and the supernatural.