dimly lit hallways of her aunt's house, her heart still poundi

aotic haze-as she tried to make sense of the series of st

olf, and the unsettling attraction she now felt

ng woodwork and flickering lights only i

hat sprawling old house; tonight, eve

, but the attic was the one p

the heavy velvet curtain of th

the back of her neck stood up, an unsettling fe

her feel like she was being watched, and the realizat

the atmosphere. It seemed as if the room

overed her like a blanke

er side of the room, where an old chest sat against t

ricate carvings faded but st

always been an eni

usual occurrences linked to her lineage, but Evel

sign, the wolf, the howl-it ​​all seemed inter

e chest, her hands sha

came clearer: twisted symbols, intricate loops, and sharp line

d glowed since that fate

her fingers along the carvings), feeling

ide. She gasped as she lifted the heavy trunk lid. Inside

it up, its weight feeling

th the same symbols that haunted her dr

ore, something that made

her touch. She opened it carefully; her pulse quickened. Inside, two photographers

oked like her aunt), but the intensity in her gaze

shone with the same haunted intensity as the wolf (but it was different). For a moment, Eve

he feel like these people were connected to his past, to his past? The a

akable. Evelyn froze, her heart-stopping as the low, u

it seemed to be getting closer. The room seemed to t

he medallion, feeling its puls

g peculiar shadows on the attic walls. The symbols on the medallion twisted and moved (almost as if th

distorted; the air was char

rescendo, now seeming to

t a strange pull towards the medallion, as if it were drawing her closer. Even as she hesitated, a deeper instinct urged her to

breathing came in short, anxious gasps (due to the growing anxiety she felt) as the attic door slammed behind her with a deafeni

force was holding him in place. The scream filled his head now, a hollow sound, embracing everything else, drow

ough it, causing it to open wider. Without thinking, he o

forcing him to shield his eyes. The screams reached a deafeni

d. The light in the medallion went out, leaving only a faint, pulsating glow. Evelyn's he

She felt a strange energy settle around her, a dense presence that seemed to be watching her from t

noise, the locket still in her trembling hands. She didn't know whether to ru

mpression that, no matter what, everything would change.

in the darkness, its features hidden by the shadow. But the eyes-bright, familiar eyes-

stinctive step back, her pulse pounding in her chest. She felt t

at the entrance, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the dark

adow advanced, revealing a face she had onl

d was overwhelming. Even though he tried to stay calm, be