Video - Haunted Whispers: Lydia's Descent into the Enchanted Mansion

The moment Lydia stepped into the old mansion, the whispers began. Soft, insistent murmurs seemed to seep from the walls. She'd heard the legends; the house was alive, hungering for souls. Each step deeper into the dimly lit hallway amplified the voices, warning her, luring her. She reached a room where shadows danced without light, and the whispers coalesced into a chilling chorus, chanting her name. Suddenly, cold hands gripped her ankles. She looked down; ghostly figures emerged from the floor, eyes hollow, mouths open in eternal whispers. As they dragged her into the darkness, Lydia's scream became part of the house's sinister symphony.