Story by A.G. Smith and Sedgwick
In the forgotten town of Ashen Hollow, a lone traveler sought refuge from a storm in an old, abandoned inn. Shadows danced eerily as the traveler stepped inside, the air thick with an unsettling chill. Each creak of the floorboards echoed through the desolate corridors, whispering secrets of the inn's grim past. The traveler, undeterred by the foreboding atmosphere, sought shelter for the night. As the clock struck midnight, haunting melodies echoed from the empty halls. Ghostly figures emerged, trapped between realms, their mournful wails piercing the silence. Desperate to escape their spectral grasp, the traveler sought a way out. But the inn had its own malevolent will, ensnaring the traveler in a labyrinth of twisting corridors. Every turn led to the same haunting sight—an endless loop of terror and despair. With trembling hands, the traveler uncovered a hidden passage, shrouded in darkness. Racing against the encroaching spirits, they stumbled upon an ancient tome, revealing the inn's curse—an eternal prison for those who sought refuge within its walls. Summoning every ounce of courage, the traveler recited the incantation from the tome, breaking the cursed cycle. The spirits dissipated into the night, leaving behind an eerie silence. As dawn broke, the traveler emerged from the inn, forever marked by the harrowing encounter. The abandoned inn stood silent once more, its cursed secrets buried within its walls, waiting for the next unsuspecting soul to stumble upon its haunting depths.