The House on Wren Hollow | Episode 2: Whispers in the Walls
Trapped inside the decaying house, Daniel begins to hear voices that lead him deeper into its cursed history — and closer to the thing that stirs beneath.
The first night, Daniel dreamed of a woman standing at the foot of his bed.
She wore a veil of thorns.
Her mouth moved, but no sound came.
When he woke, the air buzzed with static.
The old radio — long broken — crackled to life on its own, spitting out half-formed words:
"...open... remember... feed..."
The walls themselves seemed to breathe.
As Daniel explored the house, he found traces of the past — claw marks on doorframes, a cracked mirror with something scribbled behind the glass:
"Do not answer it."
At sunset, the house moaned, its beams shifting like bones under strain.
Shadows slithered across the hallways, pooling where light dared not reach.
Each night, the whispers grew louder.
Each night, Daniel felt the line between waking and dreaming blur.
Until finally, from deep within the cellar, he heard it:
A voice that was not a voice — calling him by name.
She wore a veil of thorns.
Her mouth moved, but no sound came.
When he woke, the air buzzed with static.
The old radio — long broken — crackled to life on its own, spitting out half-formed words:
"...open... remember... feed..."
The walls themselves seemed to breathe.
As Daniel explored the house, he found traces of the past — claw marks on doorframes, a cracked mirror with something scribbled behind the glass:
"Do not answer it."
At sunset, the house moaned, its beams shifting like bones under strain.
Shadows slithered across the hallways, pooling where light dared not reach.
Each night, the whispers grew louder.
Each night, Daniel felt the line between waking and dreaming blur.
Until finally, from deep within the cellar, he heard it:
A voice that was not a voice — calling him by name.
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