The Haunted House

Previously

…He felt it in the way Maya still flinched at sudden noises, in the way Chloe’s eyes darted nervously towards dark corners, in the way Noah’s silence seemed to hold a universe of unspoken knowledge. He felt it within himself, a persistent, gnawing unease, a whisper of doubt that perhaps, just perhaps, they hadn't escaped entirely. The house was gone, but the darkness it had unleashed, the darkness it had awakened within them, might just be beginning. The road ahead was long, and the scars they carried were deep, a constant reminder of the horrors they had faced, and the terrifying possibility that some doors, once opened, could never truly be closed.