Narration (Goosebumps) KI-Stimmen-Generator von Fish Audio

Welcome. Before you are three haunted doors. Each one hides something... different. Use your cursor to select which door you dare to open. But be careful. You only get one chance, and what lurks behind might not be friendly. Ready to begin?

Tonight, we explore the haunting case of the Blackwood Estate in rural Vermont. What began as a routine renovation in 1987 would reveal a century of unexplained disappearances. Warning: this story contains disturbing descriptions of supernatural phenomena and unexplained deaths.

Here's three haunted dolls that vanished without trace. N one, the crying doll, appears in photos it wasn't in. Two, the walking bride, moves between rooms at night. Three, the whispering puppet, previous owners found dead clutching their ears. Which one would you keep?

The Millbrook Sanitarium stood pristine against the autumn sky, its reputation for revolutionary psychiatric treatment drawing patients from across three states. None suspected that the nightly screams weren't from treatment, but from something far more sinister lurking in the basement ward.

I noticed it first in photographs. Every time I took a selfie, something was off. The shadows behind me didn't match. They moved when they shouldn't. Yesterday, I checked my camera roll. In every picture, the shadows were closer. Tonight, they're at my door.

Every morning, Sarah checks her family photos on the wall. Today, something's different. The pictures show five people, but she only has three children. The extra child appears in every photo, always standing slightly behind the others, smiling too wide. She can't remember taking these.

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The moonlight cast strange shadows through the bare branches. My flashlight died an hour ago, but I wasn't worried until I heard that sound. A low, unnatural whistle that didn't belong in these woods. Even the crickets went silent. My dog's ears perked up, alert.