00:00The old Wilkinson house loomed before them. Its weathered façade, a silent sentinel at the edge
00:05of town. For teenagers, hearts pounding with excitement and trepidation, slipped through the
00:09rusted gate. Creaking floorboards echoed their footsteps as they entered the musty foyer.
00:14Dust moats danced in the fading sunlight streaming through grimy windows. In the dimming light,
00:18something caught their eye. Fresh red paint glistened on the peeling wallpaper. The message
00:23was clear and chilling. Leave before dark, a nervous laugh broke the silence.
00:27Just some prank, muttered Jake, but his voice wavered. Outside, the sun dipped lower,
00:32painting the sky in ominous hues of orange and purple. Shadows lengthened, creeping across the
00:37overgrown lawn. Time was running out. The darkness was coming. Sarah glanced at her watch, then at her
00:43friend's pale faces. Maybe we should go, she whispered. But as they turned to leave, the front
00:48door slammed shut with a resounding bang.
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