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For generations, the abandoned mansion had been surrounded by stories. Locals spoke of footsteps echoing through empty halls, lights appearing behind shattered windows, and a pale woman in white wandering the upper floors. Most dismissed the tales as folklore. As a paranormal investigator, you intended to find out for yourself. Late one night, you arrive alone as a violent storm tears across the countryside. Rain pounds against the mansion while thunder rolls overhead, lightning occasionally illuminating its decaying exterior. Armed with a flashlight, camera, recorder, and paranormal equipment, you step through the partially open front door. At first, there’s nothing but the storm and the groaning of the old house. Then the activity begins. Footsteps cross the floor above you. Doors you left open quietly close behind you. Your equipment reacts to empty hallways, and faint whispers appear on recordings that you never heard yourself. Whatever inhabits the mansion seems to be deliberately drawing you upstairs. Following the activity leads you to an old bedroom. Faded wallpaper peels from the walls, a ruined vanity sits beneath a cracked mirror, and an old portrait hangs nearby. Despite its age, the woman painted within is unmistakable: deathly pale, dressed entirely in white. A sudden flash of lightning illuminates the room, and for a brief moment, everything appears unchanged—until you notice the woman has vanished from the portrait. An eerie silence settles over the room for what feels like minutes, broken only when you suddenly feel an ice-cold breath brush against the back of your neck.