One cold and stormy night, four friends—Jake, Sarah, Mark, and Emma—decided to explore the abandoned house on the edge of town. Rumors said it was haunted, but they didn’t believe in ghosts. Armed with flashlights, they entered the house, the door creaking loudly behind them. Inside, the air was thick with dust, and every step echoed in the darkness. As they walked deeper, strange noises began to surround them—footsteps, whispers, and the faint sound of someone crying. "It’s just the wind," Jake said, trying to keep everyone calm. Suddenly, Sarah screamed. A shadowy figure appeared at the end of the hallway, its eyes glowing red. They froze in fear, unable to move. The figure began to approach slowly, its footsteps getting louder. "Run!" shouted Mark, breaking the silence. They sprinted towards the door, but it slammed shut with a force that shook the whole house. They were trapped. As the figure got closer, the friends huddled together, terrified. But just as the shadow reached them, it vanished. The door creaked open by itself, letting them escape into the night. Breathing heavily, they ran without looking back. From that day, none of them ever spoke about what happened inside the house, but they all knew one thing: they were not alone that night.