ANNABEL’S POV
As Rachel's cold gaze bore into mine, a shiver crawled down my spine. The basement, once a mysterious enigma, now felt like a claustrophobic labyrinth, its shadows concealing secrets that sent a chill through the marrow of my bones.
"What are you doing down here?" Rachel's voice, devoid of warmth, cut through the unsettling whispers that seemed to dance around us.
I stammered, my words caught in my throat as I fumbled for an explanation. The shadows seemed to close in, contorting into nightmarish shapes, and the air became thick with an otherworldly presence.
A sudden gust extinguished the flickering light, plunging the basement into darkness. Panic seized me as I groped for something solid, anything to anchor myself in the disorienting void. Whispers intensified, their e
