Jinyahudi
Jinyahudi
 |
|
| Points: | 46.338 |
| Rank: | 89 |
| Opponents defeated: |
140.623 (129.)
|
| Tribe: |
-RHP-
|
| Villages (7) |
Coordinates |
Points |
|
|
516|566 |
8.159 |
|
|
515|568 |
8.122 |
|
|
519|557 |
5.593 |
|
|
515|567 |
5.794 |
|
|
520|567 |
8.348 |
|
|
523|562 |
5.390 |
|
|
525|555 |
4.932 |
|
|
Profile
|
 |
|
Personal text
|
HEY IAM ON BESIDE YOU
youare Dreaming Right Now
as Hendroipa1 Brothers
Little Story For You
"The Whispering Walls"
The old, abandoned mansion on Blackwood Lane had always been shrouded in an eerie silence. Locals whispered tales of a dark entity residing within its walls, an entity that craved human souls. Sarah, a paranormal investigator, scoffed at these stories, believing them to be mere folklore. Driven by curiosity and a thirst for adventure, she decided to spend a night in the mansion.
As dusk settled, Sarah entered the mansion. The air grew cold, and a strange musty odor filled her lungs. Footsteps echoed from the empty hallways, and whispers seemed to weave through the silence. Sarah dismissed them as the wind, until she heard a voice, low and guttural, call her name. She turned, heart pounding, but saw nothing.
The night wore on, and the whispers grew louder, more menacing. Shadows danced in her peripheral vision, and the temperature dropped to freezing. Sarah began to feel an overwhelming sense of dread, a feeling that she was being watched, hunted. She tried to leave, but the doors were locked, the windows sealed shut. She was trapped.
Then, she saw it. A dark, shadowy figure emerged from the wall, its eyes glowing with an unholy light. It lunged at her, and Sarah felt a chilling touch on her neck. She screamed, but no sound escaped her lips. The shadowy figure consumed her, and as it did, the whispers turned into triumphant laughter. The mansion, it seemed, had claimed another victim. The entity, the demon of Blackwood Lane, had finally found its meal. |
|
|
