Whispers in the shadow

. The house was quieter, the oppressive atmosphere lifting. Sarah took the locket and

ubtle signs of the Whisperer's li

s. They were faint, almost imperceptible, but they were there. She glanced arou

ghout the house, always just on the edge of hearing. She found herself grow

in her. "Are you okay, S

e. "I'm fine. Just.

he shadows, waiting for its chance to strike. She couldn't shake the feeling th

r, filled with shadowy figures and haunting landscapes. Jack's ni

ack spoke up, his voice small and hesitant

ried glance. "When did this ha

y were really quiet, but I heard

eemed that their ordeal was far from over. "We need to figure out what to do,

ved in the town for many years and had heard the stories about the house. Th

heir experiences and described the ritual they had pe

air, and it will not be easily banished. But there is a way. We must perform a cl

hopeful glance. "What do

ng protective symbols in each room, and performing a prayer to banish the spirit. The family would need t

use of the Whisperer once and for all. Father O'Malley provided them with the

inkled holy water in the corners of the room, chanting a prayer as he went. Sarah, Mark, Emma, an

r. The shadows seemed to writhe and twist, resisting the cleansing power of

he shadows coalesced into the dark figure once more. It loomed over

cifix. "In the name of the Father, the Son, and t

of the prayer took hold. Sarah, Mark, Emma, and Jack

ck by the combined force of their faith. With a final, ear-p

mphant. Father O'Malley smiled, his eyes filled with

presence finally gone. She hugged her family tightly, tear

faint, lingering shadows that clung to the corners of the roo