Video - The Haunting Call of the Lighthouse

The old lighthouse loomed over the cliff, its light extinguished for decades. Lila, drawn by whispers only she could hear, ascended the spiral staircase. Each step groaned like a soul in torment. Reaching the top, she saw the lens, cracked and dusty, yet glowing faintly. The whispers grew louder, urging her to peer into its depths. Her reflection stared back, eyes hollow, mouth twisted in a silent scream. Panic surged as the whispers turned into anguished wails. The lens shimmered, and Lila felt the pull. She realized too late; she was the next lightkeeper, trapped forever in the glass.