Video - Whispers of the Cursed Carousel

In the heart of the forgotten forest, the air thickened with an ominous chill as Luna stumbled upon the abandoned circus. Tattered tents flapped in the biting wind, whispering secrets of the damned. Drawn by an eerie melody, she approached the carousel. Its painted horses, frozen in mid-gallop, bore twisted faces of despair. The ground trembled as the carousel creaked to life, spinning wildly, pulling Luna onto a steed. The music crescendoed, and the horses screamed, their eyes bleeding. Trapped in their eternal ride, Luna realized, too late, the carousel was a prison for souls. Her screams joined the chorus.