Emma had always been curious about the abandoned house at the end of Hollow Lane. For years, the neighbors whispered about it—strange lights at night, footsteps echoing when no one was inside, and windows that seemed to shift their reflections. When her friends dared her to spend one night there, she agreed, though a knot of unease twisted in her stomach. The house greeted her with silence. Dust coated the floor, and every step she took sent echoes through the empty hallways. Her flashlight b...