a house in the middle of a field at night

In a small, forgotten town, there was an old, crumbling house that loomed at the end of a winding road. The townspeople whispered about it, claiming that anyone who entered would never return the same.One stormy night, a curious teenager named Alex dared his friends to explore the house. Armed with only a flashlight, they approached the front door, which creaked open as if inviting them in. The air inside was heavy, thick with dust and the scent of decay.As they ventured deeper, shadows flickered at the edges of their vision, but they brushed it off as tricks of the light. In the center of the living room stood an antique mirror, its surface strangely unblemished. When Alex leaned closer, he caught a glimpse of a figure behind him--a gaunt, pale woman with hollow eyes, her mouth twisted into a silent scream.Terrified, he spun around, but there was nothing there. His friends laughed nervously, but Alex felt a chill settle over him. They decided to leave, but as they turned to go, the front door slammed shut.Pa