00:00The Johnsons moved into their new Victorian home, eager for a fresh start.
00:04In the dusty attic, they discovered an ornate gilded frame.
00:07Inside was a faded family portrait from a bygone era.
00:10The parents decided it would look perfect in their long, empty hallway.
00:14They hung it proudly, admiring the five stern faces staring back.
00:17A week passed as they settled into their new life.
00:20One morning, Mrs. Johnson paused by the portrait on her way to make coffee.
00:24She blinked, rubbed her eyes and looked again.
00:26Where there were once five figures, now there were six.
00:28A small child stood between the seated couple, smiling directly at her.
00:33Mrs. Johnson stumbled backwards, her heart racing.
00:35She called for her husband, her voice shaking.
00:38Mr. Johnson rushed over, skeptical at first, but as he gazed at the portrait, his face drained of color.
00:43He saw it too, the impossible addition to the painted family.
00:47They debated taking it down, but fear kept them from touching it.
00:50Instead, they avoided the hallway, taking longer routes through the house.
00:53Days crept by, filled with whispered conversations and uneasy glances.
00:57Neither could shake the feeling of being watched.
01:00A week later, Mrs. Johnson gathered her courage to look again.
01:03Her scream echoed through the house as she collapsed to the floor.
01:06Mr. Johnson found her trembling, pointing at the portrait with a shaking hand.
01:10Where there had been six figures, now there were seven.
01:12A tall, shadowy form loomed behind the family, faceless and ominous.
01:16The Johnsons fled that night, leaving everything behind.
01:19The house stood empty for years, stories of the portrait spreading.
01:22Curious neighbors peered through windows, but none dared enter, until one day a young couple
01:27fell in love with the abandoned Victorian.
01:29They moved in, dismissing the local gossip as superstition.
01:33In the hallway, they found a dusty frame face down on the floor.
01:36What a shame, the wife said, lifting it carefully.
01:39It's such a beautiful antique, let's hang it up.
01:41Her husband nodded, reaching for a hammer and nail.
01:44As they turned the portrait over, both gasped in unison.
01:47Eight faces stared back at them, eyes seeming to follow their every move.
01:50The couple exchanged nervous glances, debating what to do in the end.
01:55Curiosity won out over caution.
01:57They hung the portrait, promising to keep a close eye on it.
01:59That night, as shadows lengthened and the house creaked, they lay awake.
02:03Both wondered what changes morning might bring.
02:06And in the hallway, barely visible in the moonlight, something stirred within the frame.
02:10A ninth figure began to take shape, brushstrokes appearing from nowhere.
02:13The Portrose family grew, silent and watchful, waiting for dawn.
