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In an abandoned mansion, seven malevolent mascot dolls, possessed by vengeful spirits, seek justice for their past murders. The story unfolds seven years later when the Bendeta Family purchases the mansion, still unaware of its dark secrets. 

As the new owners prepare to move in, they hire a team of 32 security guards to protect the valuable mysteries hidden within.

 Meanwhile, a group of five thieves embarks on their own quest inside the mansion. The protagonist, a private security guard monitoring the cameras, becomes entangled in unexpected alliances and encounters with the unknown.

"Watchful Eyes" is more than just a story , it's an immersive experience that will awaken your senses and challenge your perceptions. Dare to peer into the abyss and see the truth that lies behind those watchful eyes. Are you ready to unlock the secrets within?

Watchful Eyes

As the helicopter soared away from the engulfed Bendeta mansion, my battered body succumbed to exhaustion. The injuries, the relentless battles, and the weight of the mysteries we had uncovered weighed heavily upon me. The swelling in my blinded left eye intensified, a painful reminder of the sacrifices made.


Oriana's worried face hovered before me, her lips moving in frantic concern. I strained to hear her words, but they were lost in the abyss of silence that enveloped me. My senses waned, and I felt myself slipping away into the clutches of unconsciousness.


Darkness engulfed my sight, but in the depths of my unconsciousness, a dream took form. I found myself standing in an infinite expanse of white, the boundless space stretching out before me. Behind me stood seven children, their presence both familiar and enigmatic.


Confusion gripped me as I surveyed the scene, my voice trembling as I questioned my surroundings. "Where am I? Am I dead?" The words hung in the air, carrying the weight of uncertainty.


One of the children, Kelly, stepped forward, his gaze gentle yet resolute. "No, Lexus, you are not dead...yet," he replied, his voice carrying a wisdom beyond his years.


Recognition flickered in my mind as I realized these were the Seven Mysterious Children, the enigmatic figures we had encountered in our quest. They had guided us, shared fragments of their story, and now they stood before me in this ethereal realm.


Before I could voice further questions, Kelly's words cut through the air, urgent and filled with purpose. "We don't have much time, Lexus. We wanted to express our gratitude." The seven children bowed in unison, their gestures humble and filled with reverence.


The weight of their gratitude washed over me, and a warmth spread through my being. Their appreciation for our efforts, for the battles fought and the mysteries unraveled, resonated deep within my soul. It was a profound reminder of the significance of our journey and the impact we had made.


A smile graced my lips, a reflection of the connection forged between us. The children returned the gesture, their smiles filled with a sense of serenity and purpose. With that, they turned and began to walk toward a radiant light that bathed the expanse in a soft glow.


As the children disappeared into the light, a sense of fulfillment settled within me. Their presence and gratitude affirmed the importance of our mission, reassuring me that our efforts were not in vain. The mysteries we sought to unravel had touched lives and brought solace to those who needed it most.


Echoes of Gratitude