Story 94: The Night of the Devoured Souls

The old church on the hill had long been abandoned, its bell tower silent for decades, and its wooden doors rotting on their hinges. Local legends told of strange lights flickering in its windows at night, and a chill in the air that never seemed to dissipate, even in the warmth of summer. But no one dared to investigate—until that fateful night when a group of curious travelers decided to uncover the truth.

Drawn by the promise of adventure and the allure of the unknown, five souls made their way up the winding path that led to the church. The full moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the landscape. The once-beautiful stained glass windows were now shattered, and the gnarled branches of nearby trees seemed to claw at the sky, as if trying to warn the travelers of the horrors within.