Whispers in the shadow

eaning and organizing, while Emma and Jack explored every nook and cranny. Despite the house's

t long before the

ination, but the whispers persisted. They seemed to come from the walls, soft and unintelligible, like a distant convers

erature in the room dropped noticeably, and she shivered, rubbing her arms for warmth. She

g to keep her voice steady. "

the doorway, fr

ld in here all of a su

hands together. "You're right. It's free

ure didn't budge. They decided to call a repairman in the morning,

Jack woke

ng up in bed, drenched in sweat and shaking with fea

Mark asked, sitting o

man... standing at the foot of my bed. He was

hest. "It was just a nightmare

ack insisted.

re turning back to Jack. "Why don't you sleep w

room, trying to soothe him with gentle words and comforting pats. But as she laid him d

ic, surrounded by old journals and photograph

photograph. It showed a group of people standing

ograph and examined

d their journals. They talk about strange things happening i

ges of the journals. The entries were filled with accounts of eerie occurrence

mber 1

ified. John saw a figure in the hallway last night, a dark shape that vanishe

ir own experiences were too strong to ignore. She closed the journ

" Emma asked, her vo

to steady herself. "We need to ta

rst. But as he read through the entries and listened to Sa

this house," he said finally.

y left the house, Sarah couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. She glanced back at the dark windows,