Video - Haunted Whispers: The Mansion's Deadly Embrace

The old mansion loomed, a hungry beast waiting. Jenna and Mark stepped inside, the air thick with mildew and whispers. Shadows danced as the door slammed shut. "Did you hear that?" Jenna's voice quivered. Mark held her tighter, his breath shallow. A mirror cracked, reflecting twisted versions of themselves. Suddenly, the walls crawled with blood, seeping from unseen wounds. "Run!" Mark screamed, but the floor turned to quicksand, swallowing his legs. Jenna's eyes widened as ghostly hands pulled her into a dark abyss. Mark's last sight was her twisted smile, her eyes now glowing red. The house had claimed another.