Leah swallowed hard, pushing down the eerie feeling creeping up her spine.
Lifting her camera, she framed the shot the empty street, the looming buildings, the thick fog curling through the alleys. She clicked the shutter. Once. Twice. Again.
With every photo, the reality of this place sank deeper. No people. No movement. Just a ghost town frozen in time.
She zoomed in on a storefront window. The glass was clean too clean as if someone had wiped away the dust. But there was nothing inside. Just darkness.
Turning, she aimed at the rooftops, the cracked pavement, the old street signs. Every angle told the same story. This town wasn't abandoned. It was... waiting.
Leah lowered the camera, exhaling slowly.
Something about this place wasn't right.
And she was about to find out why.