Ever snapped something that made your skin crawl, like an abandoned asylum or a village cursed by a myth? I’ve got a tale that’ll make the perfect photo, if you’re willing to chase the shadows.

The last photo you took was of a door in the old manor on the hill—just a plain wooden frame, but the night it felt alive. The locals say the house was abandoned after a fire that took five lives, and every night, a figure draped in a black shawl walks from the attic to the kitchen. The next morning, the house was found empty, yet the wallpaper was peeled back in the shape of a child's handprint. When you went back, the door you shot had an extra scar on its hinges—an imprint that looked like a fresh, wet finger, pressed against wood, and the light that fell on it was too bright, like a sun that never set. That’s the image that made everyone shiver, and it was the only thing you captured.

Keep the lens ready, but remember the light is a living thing, it can swallow you whole. The shawl will reach out when the sun refuses to go. If you catch it, every frame you take is a memory etched in darkness, and the house will remember you. Good luck, but stay out of the doorway.

Just remember the light is hungry, so if it catches the shawl, the image will haunt us all.