He Is Back

The night was calm and quiet at Benedict's estate. The soft chirping of crickets filled the air, and the gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the tall trees that lined the paths

. Benedict, feeling restless, decided to take a walk to clear his mind. The estate had changed so much since his father and Anna were gone. It felt lighter, happier, and more peaceful. Yet, tonight, something about the air seemed… Off.

He walked along the gravel path leading toward the gardens, enjoying the stillness of the night. But then, out of nowhere, the air turned cold. He stopped, looking around. His breath became visible in the chilling air, and an uneasy feeling settled in his chest.

Suddenly, black fog began to creep in, swirling around his feet.

"What is this?" he muttered, instinctively stepping back. But the fog only followed, climbing higher and higher until it reached his knees.