Video - Whispers of the Oak: A Haunting Discovery

Beneath the gnarled roots of the ancient oak, Elara unearthed a small, dirt-encrusted box. The forest seemed to inhale as she pried it open, revealing a tarnished locket. A whisper, like the rustle of dead leaves, called her name. She clasped the locket, eyes wide as the ground trembled. Shadows spilled forth, twisting into grotesque forms, their eyes hollow voids. They reached for her, fingers like brittle twigs, pulling her into the hungry earth. Elara’s scream echoed through the forest, swallowed by the howling wind. The oak’s roots closed over her, returning the forest to its eerie silence.