⚫️ Chapter Two: The Nightmare of the Locked Door

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The entire house trembled at Ella's scream. David and Karen rushed to her room, followed by Ethan, rubbing his tired eyes.

"Ella! What happened?" Karen knelt beside her daughter, gripping her trembling shoulders.

Ella was breathing rapidly, her wide eyes darting around the room as if searching for something. But the space was empty. There was no sign of the woman with the red eyes.

"S-she… she was here!" she stammered, tears glistening in her eyes.

"Who?" David asked, his voice laced with concern.

"The woman… she was standing right next to my bed!" Ella's gaze dropped to the floor, but there was nothing there. No trace of what she had seen.

The family exchanged puzzled looks. Ethan muttered in irritation, "Great. First night in this cursed house, and we're already dealing with hallucinations."

"Ella, sweetheart, maybe it was just a nightmare," Karen tried to soothe her. But Ella's hands remained ice-cold, as if she had just returned from the depths of hell itself.

But they weren't nightmares. She had seen the woman. She had felt her touch.

And the worst part? Ella knew she would come back.

The next morning, everyone tried to act as if nothing had happened. Karen convinced herself that her daughter was just anxious about the move, and David blamed exhaustion. But Ella knew that what she had seen was real.

And she wasn't the only one who started noticing strange things in the house.

While unpacking his belongings in his new room, Ethan noticed