Video - Whispers in the Walls: Harold's Haunting Revelation

In the dim, flickering light of his study, Harold found a stack of letters, yellowed with age, addressed in his late wife’s delicate handwriting. As he read, her words grew increasingly frantic, describing unseen horrors in their home. "I hear whispers in the walls, Harold... they want me." A chill ran down his spine. He reached the last letter: "They say you belong to them too." Suddenly, the room darkened, and the shadows seemed to writhe and pulse. A cold, spectral hand brushed his cheek. Harold’s heart pounded as a whisper echoed through the room, "Welcome home, my love."