THE SPECTRAL ECHOES WITHIN THE OPEN DOOR

As the heavy door creaked open, a shiver ran down my spine. A chill wind whistled past, carrying with it the scent of decay. Through the threshold, shadows danced and flickered, their movements as if guided by an unseen hand. A low, mournful hum resonated in the air, a symphony of spectral voices. My heart pounded in my chest, a drumbeat against my