RobotIn a remote village nestled deep within a dense forest, there was an old

RobotIn a remote village nestled deep within a dense forest, there was an old, abandoned house that no one dared to enter. The villagers believed it was cursed, for anyone who stayed the night never returned. The house was surrounded by rumors—some said they could hear whispers echoing through the trees at night, while others claimed to have seen flickering lights in the windows, even though the house had been empty for decades. One night, a young traveler, unaware of the village’s dark lore, arrived just before dusk. With no other place to stay, the traveler sought shelter in the old house, despite the warnings from the villagers. As the night deepened, the traveler began to hear soft, eerie whispers coming from the walls, growing louder and more insistent. Shadows moved on their own, and the air grew cold, as if the house itself was alive and watching. In a panic, the traveler tried to leave, but the door, once open, was now locked tight. The whispers turned into chilling voices, speaking of past horrors, of those who had come before and were never seen again. As the clock struck midnight, the traveler felt a presence, unseen but undeniably there, closing in. The next morning, the villagers found the house exactly as it was—silent and still. The traveler was never seen again, and the house remained, waiting for its next unsuspecting visitor.