Adrian wasn't supposed to be here. The abandoned house has a reputation - murder, curses, disappearances. But curiosity pulled him in. He wanted a story for his thesis on folklore.
The air inside smelled of damp wood and dust. His flashlight beam shook as he climbed the staircase. Somewhere above, a door creaked open on its own.
That's when he heard it-footsteps. Slow. Heavy. Coming toward him.
Adrian froze.
Adrian
(whispers) H-hello?
Silence. Then, out of the shadows, someone stepped into view. A man.
His clothes were strange, like they belonged to another time. His eyes glowed faintly in the dark, but his expression was unreadable.
Lucien
.....You shouldn't be here.
Adrian's mouth went dry. He didn't know if this man was alive or something else. But he knew one thing for certain-he wasn't alone anymore.
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