Attic Shadows
In the dimly lit attic, Sarah rummaged through her grandmother's old belongings. The dusty air carried an unsettling chill, and the silence was deafening. Amongst the boxes, she found a small, tattered journal bound in leather, its surface cracked and worn with age. Its pages seemed to whisper secrets as if waiting for her attention. As Sarah unfolded them, her fingers grew cold, and the room seemed to grow darker. Suddenly, the old house creaked loudly, sending shivers down her spine. The journal's pages fluttered of their own accord, flipping to a page that detailed an exorcism ritual performed in the attic decades ago. Determined to uncover the truth, Sarah began to recite the incantations, feeling a strange energy gathering around her. The air grew heavy as she read aloud, and the room filled with an otherworldly presence. Shadows danced on the walls, and Sarah's mind flickered between reality and the supernatural. Each word she uttered seemed to bring forth a chill, and the floor beneath her feet seemed to grow colder. As the ritual concluded, a chilling wind swept through the attic, extinguishing all lights. In the darkness, Sarah felt an icy touch against her cheek, and she knew it was too late to escape.