Story 487: The Secrets Within the Manor

The grand hall was a masterpiece of architecture, with its twin balconies curving elegantly over the red-carpeted staircase. The glow from ornate chandeliers bathed the space in warm light, but the shadows that clung to the corners told a different story—a story of unease and danger. The team stood in a loose formation at the base of the stairs, their weapons drawn.

“This place doesn’t belong in the real world,” Viper muttered, scanning the intricately carved wooden railings. “It’s like we’ve stepped into someone’s nightmare.”

“Or their fortress,” Ghost added, his voice barely audible as he adjusted the night vision goggles on his head. “Whoever built this wanted control—of sightlines, movement, and fear.”

Rook nodded. “We move as one. Shadow, you’ll take point. Ghost, keep us covered from the rear. Let’s find out what’s at the top of this staircase.”