Video - Haunted Heirloom: The Necklace's Revenge

Evelyn gasped as she opened the attic chest, the air heavy with dust and forgotten memories. "There it is, Arthur," she whispered, lifting the tarnished necklace. As the antique clock struck midnight, the attic's temperature plummeted. The necklace writhed in her grasp, its chain elongating, growing cold. Arthur stepped back, eyes wide in terror as spectral hands emerged from the shadows, clutching the necklace, pulling Evelyn into the darkness. A whisper of long-dead voices echoed, "Return what was stolen." Arthur reached out, but it was too late. The chest slammed shut, and the attic fell silent, save for Evelyn’s lingering scream.