C42 Threshold of shadows

Dianne stood before the mansion, her breath catching in her throat as she gazed up at the looming structure. The vision had shown her this place, a decaying relic of grandeur hidden deep within the forest. It was more than just the overgrown vines choking its walls or the shattered windows that made her uneasy—it was the malevolent aura that seeped from within, chilling her to the bone