The wind was howling outside, rattling the windows and making the branches of trees dance wildly. Inside, Sarah huddled under a blanket on her couch, eyes glued to the TV screen as she watched the latest news report. Hurricane Christina was headed straight for their small town on the coast, and everyone was being urged to evacuate.
The scorching sun beat down upon the barren wasteland, as a lone figure trudged along the dusty path. Her clothes hung off her frail frame, and sweat dripped down her forehead, but she kept going. She had to keep going. For days, she had been wandering through the desolate landscape in search of something - anything - that could lead her to safety.
The old, abandoned mansion on the outskirts of town was always rumored to be haunted. Local kids dared each other to sneak in and explore its dusty halls, but no one ever stayed for long. That is until a group of four friends decided it was time to face their fears and uncover the truth behind the stories. But what they found inside was far beyond anything they could have imagined.
