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I heard scratching coming from the basement. Sarah insisted we investigate, but I knew better. The light switch didn't work, of course. We stood at the top of the stairs, our phone flashlights barely penetrating the darkness below. Something moved in the shadows.

The old Miller mansion stood silent on Raven Hill, its broken windows like hollow eyes watching Sarah's approach. Her flashlight beam caught movement in an upstairs room. A shadow figure, tall and thin, raised its arm in greeting. Her blood froze as footsteps echoed from behind.

During the summer of 1923, Dr. James Harrison observed an unusual case at Blackwood Sanitarium. Patient #247 repeatedly drew the same symbol, while birds fell dead outside her window. By August, all staff members reported hearing whispers in empty corridors.

Sarah found an old mirror at a yard sale. That night, her reflection blinked when she didn't. Each evening, her reflection moved slightly before she did. On the seventh night, her reflection smiled and walked away. Sarah hasn't been seen since.

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.

The footsteps upstairs always stop at the third floorboard, right above my bed. I've counted seventeen times now. Mom says it's just the house settling, but houses don't wear shoes that scratch against wood at exactly 3:27 AM.

You wake up in a small village during the plague of 1348. The air is thick with fear, and you're about to discover something terrifying. Your mother is showing signs of illness, but this isn't ordinary sickness. There's something darker at work here.

In 1973 a group of teenagers found an old mirror in an abandoned house in Ohio they took it home strange things started happening their reflections would move differently than they did whispers came from it at night one by one they disappeared only the mirror remained some say if you look into it at midnight you'll see their faces screaming silently.