The clock emitted a faint ticking sound in the small room. Dim light flickered, casting eerie shadows on the mysterious face of a man. In the dark room, he sat alone, knees tightly drawn up, muttering something, illuminated only by the glow of a single oil lamp on the table...

This old, decrepit house, where time seems to have stopped, stands entirely disconnected from the outside world. Dense forest surrounds it, as if eager to swallow everything into its deep abyss. For months, Thomas has heard thousands of eerie tales about this house. Locals speak of it as a haunting place, where mysterious sounds and apparitions frequently appear at night.

Despite the warnings from everyone, Thomas remained determined to venture into the abandoned house in search of some evidence, a clue to unravel its mysteries. Holding a flashlight in his hand, he stepped into the house, feeling a sense of anticipation permeating the air with each breath. The musty smell and dust made the space even more ominous.

After the door swung open, he stepped into the main room, the dim light from the flashlight only illuminating a small area in front of him. Thomas took a deep breath before embarking on his exploration journey. Time seemed to pass slowly in the deserted house. Faint noises from what seemed like mere illusions of ghosts echoed, but enough to make Thomas's heart race.

Suddenly, a chilling draft rose from deep within the basement, causing Thomas to feel frozen in place. He slowly turned back, but saw nothing but an endless abyss.

As Thomas decided to turn back, a strange sensation swept over him. But this time, it wasn't the coldness, but fear, a deep-seated fear emanating from his soul. He felt trapped in a spiral of space and time, where everything seemed meaningless and filled with horror.

He suddenly heard footsteps echoing from above in the attic. Each step grew clearer and more evenly paced. Thomas swallowed hard, trying to keep calm, but fear flooded his entire being. He began to follow the direction of the sound, the paintings on the walls seeming to stare at him intently.

The footsteps continued to draw closer and closer. Thomas felt he was stepping into the most dangerous place in the house, where darkness and demonic spirits converged to bring forth death. As Thomas suddenly turned around, a pitch-black figure loomed before him. A feeling of utter horror washed over him as he realized that the figure was not human; it looked ghastly and repulsive. The flashlight in his hand slipped from his grasp...

It was a sinister force, something not of this world. At that moment, he realized he had trespassed into the realm of supernatural forces beyond his understanding or control. Thomas tried to flee, but all his efforts seemed futile. The darkness enveloped him, rendering him unable to see or perceive anything further.

In the end, Thomas disappeared, becoming a part of this haunted house, sinking deep into the endless night with no escape. The house continues to exist, along with its unsolvable mystery.