Video - Garden of Shadows: The Chilling Secrets of Ms. Carmichael
"Ms. Carmichael's garden was a sight to behold. Lush roses and creeping ivy masked the dilapidated state of her cottage, nestled in shadows. I had always admired it from my window, until one summer evening, I saw something that made my blood run cold. Digging feverishly under the twilight sky, Ms. Carmichael unearthed what looked like a human skull. I blinked, hoping my eyes deceived me, but as she placed it gently in a canvas bag, I knew the truth was far more sinister. The next day, I casually questioned the neighbors. They spoke of her husband, missing for years, and the children who had vanished without a trace. The town had whispered, but no one dared confront the sweet old lady with the green thumb. Curiosity gnawed at me. That night, I crept into her garden, heart pounding, flashlight in hand. I stumbled upon a hidden door beneath the ivy, its rusty hinges creaking open to reveal a dank basement. The smell of decay was overpowering. In the dim light, I saw them—bones, countless bones, meticulously arranged like some grotesque art. I turned to flee, but there she stood, her eyes glinting with madness. 'Stay for tea,' she whispered, brandishing a rusted shovel. The last thing I heard was the sound of dirt being shoveled over me, as darkness swallowed me whole."