THE SPECTRAL ECHOES WITHIN THE OPEN DOOR

As the worn door creaked open, a shiver coursed down my spine. A chill current whistled past, carrying with it the scent of decay. Beyond the threshold, shadows danced and flickered, their movements as if guided by an unseen presence. A eerie, unsettling hum resonated in the air, a symphony of spectral echoes. My heart pounded in my chest, a steady