House of Horrors Part 1
The cottage seemed to breathe, as if alive with the horror and carnage that had unfolded within.
He rose slowly, moving to the far corner of the room, his eyes scanning the darkness. Outside, the workers were still searching, oblivious to his presence. The faintest glimmer of movement caught his eye—a shadow slipping between the rows of crops. He crept silently, each step deliberate, ready to strike down the next unfortunate soul that dared to enter his domain.
From the roof, he observed them all. His eyes gleamed with malevolent intent, reflecting the pale moonlight. The distance between him and the workers narrowed, a thick tension in the air. He descended from the roof, cautious, delibera