The Whispering Shadows
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Armed with a flashlight, she stepped into the house. The wooden floor creaked under her weight, and the air was thick with the smell of decay. As she explored the dark corridors, faint whispers began echoing around her. "Emma..." Her name floated through the air, sending chills down her spine.
Determined to uncover the truth, she followed the whispers to an old mirror in the living room. As she stared at her reflection, the whispers grew louder. Suddenly, her reflection smiled, though she hadn't moved. Frozen in fear, she watched as her reflection stepped out of the mirror, a shadowy, distorted version of herself.
Before Emma could run, the shadow grabbed her wrist and whispered, "You should’ve stayed away." The next morning, the villagers found the house eerily silent, and Emma was never seen again. But at night, some swore they heard her screams coming from the house.
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