Whispers on the shadows

g whispers. The eldritch force that clung to the artifact now stirred with a newfound malevolence, sensing their pursuit of the truth. Shadows, onc

eemed to pulsate with a malevolent energy, casting elongated silhouettes that twisted and contorted. The air became dense

t of burning herbs, and ethereal echoes of sacrificial chants. The shadows fed on the residual energy of the

h an otherworldly hunger. The friends, now aware of the eldritch force that animated the shadows, faced a relentless onslaught. Eac

ped by a sense of urgency and dread, realized that breaking free from the curse required confronting the eldritch deity itself. The hau

each friend offered a piece of their soul, the shadows recoiled, their forms contorting in anguish. The

luence over the mansion with a vengeful fury. The shadows, no longer bound by the artifact, morphed into grotesque m

ed by the disturbance, sent echoes of its malevolent laughter reverberating through the mansion. The haunting whispers, now a cacopho

st time and descending further into the abyss of the mansion, prepared for a confrontation that would determine whet