Chapter 4: The Mansion's Curse.

The sudden sound of the door slamming shut made everyone jump. They turned to face the door, only to find that it was now firmly locked from the outside.

"Guys, we need to get out of here," Emma said, panic creeping into her voice. "This place is not safe."

But as they turned to leave, they found that the door they had just entered through was now gone, replaced by a solid brick wall.

"What the hell is going on here?" Alex said, his voice laced with fear.

As they began to explore the mansion, they realized that it was not just abandoned but also filled with dark energy. The walls were covered in strange symbols, and the air was thick with an eerie mist.

As they walked deeper into the mansion, they heard strange whispers and felt a cold breeze brush past them. Suddenly, they found themselves in a room with a large mirror. They approached it cautiously, and as they looked into the mirror, they saw their reflections, but something was off.

Their reflections were twisted and distorted, and their eyes glowed with a malevolent light. Suddenly, the reflections reached out of the mirror, trying to grab hold of them.

"Get away from the mirror!" Samantha yelled, pulling her friends back.

But it was too late. The reflections had already latched onto them, and the teenagers found themselves being dragged into the mirror, their screams echoing through the mansion.

As the teenagers were pulled into the mirror, their bodies contorted and twisted into grotesque shapes. Their screams of terror echoed through the mansion, but no one was there to hear them.

When they finally emerged from the mirror, they found themselves in a dark, musty chamber. The walls were covered in ancient runes and symbols, and the air was thick with the stench of decay.

As they looked around, they realized they were not alone. The room was filled with the spirits of those who had fallen victim to the curse of Ravenswood. They were all around them, their ghostly forms flickering in and out of sight.

Suddenly, a voice boomed through the room, causing the teenagers to jump in terror. "You should not have come here," it said, its voice cold and menacing.

The teenagers tried to run, but they found that their bodies were no longer under their control. They were being dragged towards the center of the room, where a dark, ominous portal had opened up.

The spirits closed in around them, their ghostly forms reaching out to grab them. The teenagers could feel their icy grip on their bodies, pulling them closer and closer to the portal.

As they got closer, they could feel the power of the curse coursing through their veins. Their minds were filled with unspeakable horrors, and their bodies were wracked with pain.

Just when they thought it was all over, they were pulled into the portal. They found themselves hurtling through a dark, twisted void, their screams of terror echoing through the abyss.

Finally, they landed with a thud in a dimly lit room. The air was heavy with the scent of rotting flesh, and the walls were lined with cages filled with twisted, tortured creatures.

The teenagers looked around in horror, realizing that they were not alone in the room. A figure, cloaked in darkness, emerged from the shadows, its eyes glowing with malevolent energy.

"You are now a part of the curse," the figure hissed, its voice sending shivers down their spines. "You will never escape."

And with that, the figure disappeared back into the shadows, leaving the teenagers trapped in the cursed realm of Ravenswood, doomed to spend eternity in a never-ending nightmare of horror and torment.