The abandoned school had always been a place of local legends kids dared each other to get close, but no one ever stayed long. When I stepped inside, the air was thick with dust and decay, but what caught my attention was the faint whispering coming from the cracked walls. At first, I thought it was the wind, but the voices grew clearer, calling names I recognized names of students who had vanished years ago.

As I moved deeper into the building, the whispers turned into urgent warnings, echoing through the empty hallways. Shadows flickered in the corners of my vision, and the feeling of being watched was overwhelming. The walls seemed alive, holding the memories and secrets of the past. I wanted to leave, but the school wasn’t ready to let me go it was trying to tell me something important… something terrifying. Shutdown123