Whispers in the Dark

In a small town surrounded by a dense forest, the legend of the Shadow has been passed down from generation to generation. At night, shadows are said to come to life and enter homes, whispering dark secrets to anyone who dares to listen.

The story is about a young woman named Clara who became interested in these legends and decided to investigate them. One night, as the wind howled through the trees, Clara gathered her courage and went into the forest with a flashlight. As she sank deeper and deeper into the darkness, she felt a chill run down her spine. The shadows danced around her, waxing and waning, seeming to have a life of their own.

When she found an empty place, she decided to sit on a rock and wait. Suddenly, the shadows began to move strangely and form shapes as if they were trying to communicate. Despite her fears, Clara felt a strange attraction. She walked closer and listened, trying to understand the whispers in the air.

Clara: The shadows chanted restless voices. Confused, she wondered how they knew her name. Her image appeared and she began to show him visions. It was an ancient ritual, a city in chaos and imprisoned souls asking for release. Shadows have been interpreted as the lost souls of desperate and betrayed people.

But something inside her told her to come back. He turned, but one of the shadows, darker than the others, caught him. Don't go. I have a lot to say. His eyes shone with an unnatural light. Clara fights, but her shadow clings to her and transports her to another setting: Eclipse City, where the inhabitants begin to betray each other and give in to her fears at the last moment. The shadows fed on that fear and became stronger and more numerous.

Sighing, Clara grabbed the flashlight and lifted it with all her strength. Light shone across the clearing and shadows writhed and screamed in the light. In a moment of desperation, Clara remembered her grandmother's words: "The light expels the darkness."

The light from the lamp began to eliminate the shadows one by one. Clara calmed down and ran back home, but the black shadow was still following her. When she finally crossed the threshold of the house, she slammed the door shut.

she Hanging from a lamp, she took a small mirror, pointed at the shadow and screamed heartbreakingly when she saw her reflection. She suddenly disappeared, leaving behind only a whisper: "Don't forget." The city changed after that night. The shadows no longer wandered, but Clara could never forget what she had seen. Since then, every time it gets dark, the whispers she hears in the distance still remain in her mind like an echo of times past.

So even when the city finds peace, Claire is left with an eternal question: Will the shadow return? The answer, hidden in the shadows, floated in the air, waiting for the curious to reveal it.