MidReal Story

Whispers in the Cursed Mansion

Kylie Minchin

Scenario:In a remote town, a legend warned of a cursed mansion. It was said that those who entered would never return. One night, a group of friends ventured into the mansion, only to be met with a sense of dread. The once-grand building was now a decaying ruin. Inside, they were overwhelmed by the smell of decay and eerie whispers.

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In a remote town, a legend warned of a cursed mansion. It was said that those who entered would never return. One night, a group of friends ventured into the mansion, only to be met with a sense of dread. The once-grand building was now a decaying ruin. Inside, they were overwhelmed by the smell of decay and eerie whispers.

Sarah Li

paranormal enthusiast, friends with Emily and Mark, petite with straight red hair, brown eyes, enthusiastic and impulsive

Mark Jensen

history buff, friends with Emily and others, tall with curly brown hair, blue eyes, analytical and cautious

Emily Carter

curious explorer, friends with other protagonists, short black hair, green eyes, brave and skeptical

I never believed in curses.

Of course, I said to my friends.

A building can't be cursed.

It's just wood and stone.

But standing in front of the old mansion, I had to admit that it did send chills down my spine.

The huge house loomed in front of us, half hidden by the overgrown shrubs and wild vines.

It was a testament to the family who built it two centuries ago that it still stood strong.

The group of us stood there in silence, staring up at the crumbling facade.

I finally broke the silence when I could stand it no longer.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go in."

"I don't know..."

Mark hesitated.

"What are you talking about? Let's go inside. It's not like the house is really cursed."

I rolled my eyes at him.

"You've been going on and on about how much history is inside. Now you're suddenly worried?"

Mark sighed.