The Haunted House

Previously

…The lights flickered and died, plunging the room into a suffocating darkness. From the depths of the house, a low, guttural growl echoed, a sound that was not of this world, a sound that promised only pain and despair. Chloe let out a strangled cry, pressing herself against Liam, her entire body trembling. Maya clutched the book tighter, her eyes wide, a mixture of terror and exhilaration warring on her face. Noah simply stood there, a dark silhouette against the faint moonlight filtering through the grimy panes, a faint, unreadable smile on his lips. The house had made its move. The game had truly begun.