Chapter 5
Late evening at the Solace Estate. The house is shrouded in darkness, the only light coming from a flickering candle Adira carries. The journal and blueprint sit on the desk in the study, casting long shadows across the room.
Adira (FL)
(to herself) A hidden room… beneath the cellar. Of course, it couldn’t be something simple.
She tightens her grip on the candleholder and glances at the blueprint one more time before heading to the cellar. The staircase creaks ominously as she descends into the dim, musty basement. Cobwebs cling to the corners, and the air grows colder with every step.
Adira scans the cellar, her candle illuminating old barrels and broken shelves. Her eyes land on a section of the stone floor that looks slightly different—darker, almost damp.
Adira (FL)
(murmuring) This has to be it.
She kneels, running her fingers along the edges of the stone. It feels loose. Using a nearby metal rod, she pries the slab open, revealing a narrow, spiraling staircase descending into darkness.
Adira (FL)
(hesitant) This is how people in horror movies die, Adira. But here I am, going anyway.
She steps carefully down the spiral stairs, each step echoing in the confined space. The air grows heavier, almost suffocating, as if the walls themselves are pressing in on her. At the bottom, she finds herself in a small, circular chamber lit faintly by an otherworldly blue glow emanating from the walls.
Adira (FL)
(softly) What… is this place?
The chamber is empty except for an ornate pedestal in the center. On it rests a cracked mirror framed with intricate carvings. As Adira approaches, the blue light intensifies, and the whispers she heard before return, louder and more distinct.
Voice 1: She doesn’t remember…
Voice 2: She must pay for her betrayal.
Adira (FL)
(panicking) Who’s there?!
The mirror begins to ripple like water. Adira’s reflection distorts, shifting into the face of a man—Kian. His expression is filled with sorrow and accusation.
Kian (Soul)
You left me to this fate, Adira. You made me what I am.
Adira stumbles back, shaking her head.
Adira (FL)
I don’t understand! I didn’t do anything to you!
Kian (Soul)
(his voice echoing) You don’t remember now, but you will. The truth will find you, no matter how deep you bury it.
The blue glow fades, and the chamber plunges into darkness. Adira’s candle flickers out, leaving her in complete blackness. Panic sets in as she feels the walls closing in.
Adira (FL)
(frantically) No, no, no! I need to get out of here!
Suddenly, cold hands grip her shoulders, and a low growl echoes in her ear.
Voice: (deep and menacing) You cannot escape your sins, Adira.
She screams and bolts up the stairs, nearly tripping in her haste. The whispers follow her, growing louder and more chaotic until she bursts into the cellar and slams the trapdoor shut. She collapses against the wall, gasping for breath.
Back in her room, Adira sits on the edge of her bed, clutching the journal and staring at the locket. The house is eerily quiet now, as if mocking her fear.
Adira (FL)
(to herself) What did I do to deserve this? Why does he think I betrayed him?
The locket begins to glow faintly, and a faint image of the mansion appears on the inside cover, this time showing a woman standing on the balcony, looking down at the garden. Adira’s heart sinks as the figure’s face becomes clearer.
Adira (FL)
(whispering) That’s… me.
Adira’s realization hanging heavily in the air as the whispers start again, distant but unmistakable.
Whisper:- Remember..... Remember
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