I decided to explore mansions and I went to this very scary abandoned one

As I stepped into the abandoned mansion, a chill ran down my spine. The creepy old house loomed above me, its tall trees creaking ominously. I shone my flashlight, but the shadows seemed to move.

My friends and I were exploring the mysterious mansion, rumored to be haunted. Legend said a crazy doctor, Malcolm, conducted twisted experiments here. We laughed, but our jokes echoed hollowly.

Downstairs, we discovered a hidden room. Cobwebs covered old medical equipment, and dusty journals revealed Malcolm’s sinister plans. His patients were driven mad, transformed into monsters.

Suddenly, lights flickered, and eerie whispers filled the air. Shadows morphed into ghostly figures. My friends’ eyes turned glassy, their voices now menacing.

I fled, but corridors shifted, trapping me. Malcolm’s ghost confronted me, his eyes blazing with evil.

“You can’t escape the darkness within,” he hissed.

I realized the horrors weren’t just external; they lurked within our own minds.

My friends, now possessed, closed in. I screamed, but my voice echoed back, mocking me.

The next morning, police found our gear, but I was gone. The mansion stood, a haunting reminder.

Locals whisper that on dark nights, my screams still echo through those empty halls.

The darkness consumed me, and shadows wait for their next victim.