BeastBoyGamer

It was raining heavily at midnight and the birds sitting on the trees started flying towards the sky due to the loud thunder. In mansion, a 36-year-old man was searching for something inside a large deserted mansion, going from one room to another. The man was wearing black clothes.

There was no one else except that man in such a big and luxurious mansion. There were lines of worry on the man's face and he was searching for something.

Even after searching every corner of the room, the man did not find that thing. Seeing this, the man immediately went to the fourth floor of the mansion. Just then his phone started ringing. Seeing someone's name on the cellphone screen, the man immediately picked up the phone without wasting time and heard a loud and angry voice from the other side. "What happened Jack?! Did you find the box or not?"

Hearing the man's voice, Jack said nervously, "No! Sir, but don't worry, I will find that box very soon and bring it to you!"

"Finish this work quickly, and yes, if you come without that box, I will not leave you alive!" Saying this, the phone gets disconnected from the other side. Jack wipes the sweat from his forehead and walks towards the corridor.

Then suddenly a foul smell spreads all around.

"What kind of smell is this? Maybe it is the smell of a rat being killed!" Saying this, Jack moves forward. While going from the corridor to the other side, many black shadows were also walking behind Jack. While walking, Jack goes inside a room, then suddenly the door leading outside closes with a loud bang and one by one all the lights go off. And darkness engulfs all around.

Seeing this, Jack immediately turns on the torch light of his phone and says in panic, "Who is it?"

Then a scary growling sound starts coming. Something like water was falling on Jack's head from above. Seeing this, when Jack put his hand on his head, his whole hand became red with blood. Seeing this, Jack's breathing slows down and his heart starts beating fast.

The Haunted Mansion

The silence after the seventh toll was almost deafening. The black mist that had left Aarav's body was gone, absorbed into the cracks of the stone floor. Maya held Aarav tightly, feeling the slow, weak thump of his heart.

"It's over," she whispered, though her voice trembled.

Aarav slowly sat up, his eyes scanning the chamber.

A faint rumble shook the ground, soft at first but growing heavier, deeper—like the heartbeat of something ancient. The bell's toll hadn't just exorcised Ambrose—it had awakened something buried deep under Blackthorn Manor.

A crack split the far wall of the chamber, revealing a narrow tunnel that exhaled cold air. The smell was rotting, metallic, and sweet all at once.

"It smells like… blood. Old blood."

The tunnel pulsed with a faint red glow, like veins under skin. Against every instinct, Aarav took Maya's hand and stepped inside.

The walls of the tunnel weren't made of stone but intertwined bones, thousands of them—skulls, ribs, spines— fused together like they were grown, not placed.

"These… these aren't human, are they?"

Before Aarav could answer, the bones began to whisper, dozens of faint, overlapping voices.

"Return… return… blood of Blackthorn…"

At the tunnel's end lay a vast underground hall, much larger than the bell chamber. In the center, a gigantic, pulsating cocoon hung from the ceiling, dripping black ichor into a pool below. The air was thick with the sound of slow, labored breathing.

Suddenly, one of the voices from the bones hissed:

"The first guardian has fallen. The true master wakes."

The cocoon twitched. A long, spindly limb tore through its surface—something insect-like yet skeletal, its surface glistening with black slime.

But before they could run, the ground between them and the tunnel collapsed, separating them.

The cocoon split fully, revealing a monstrous creature—its head a warped skull with hollow eyes, its body a writhing mass of bone and tendrils. It let out a sound that wasn't a roar but a deep, vibrating growl that shook their bones.

"Not without you!" she screamed back.

The creature turned toward Aarav, its hollow sockets glowing faintly red.

"Blackthorn blood… at last," it rasped in a voice like grinding stone.

The Thing Beneath the Manor