Video - Echoes of the Damned: Eleanor's Descent into Hollow Manor

The fog swallowed Hollow Manor as Eleanor stepped inside, her lantern flickering. Shadows waltzed on the walls, whispering secrets of the damned. In the grand hall, a portrait’s eyes followed her. She froze, heart pounding. The air thickened, a cold hand brushing her neck. She spun around—empty. Then, a low moan, rising from beneath the floorboards. The ground trembled, splitting, revealing a cavernous abyss. From its depths, skeletal hands clawed upwards, grasping for her. Eleanor’s scream echoed as she was dragged into darkness. The manor stood silent once more, the portrait’s eyes now closed, content with its newest victim.