We grabbed a flashlight and slowly walked down the narrow stairs.
The air grew colder with every step.
At the bottom, we found a small underground room.
The walls were lined with old shelves covered in dust.
But what caught our attention was a large wooden trunk sitting in the middle of the floor.
It looked like it hadn't been touched in decades.
Slowly, I lifted the lid.
Inside were stacks of old letters, photographs, and a thick notebook.
The notebook appeared to belong to the previous owner.
As we flipped through the pages, we realized something unsettling.
The notebook described strange events that had happened in the house for years.
And the final entry ended with a chilling sentence.
“If someone finds this room… it means the house has chosen them next.”
