a woman bending over a desk in a dark room

INT. BASEMENT ROOM – NIGHT(The candle flickers as Sarah steps into a small, forgotten room. It's filled with dust-covered furniture, strange symbols drawn on the floor, and a single old wooden chest. She approaches the chest, her hands trembling.)SARAHThis must be what the journal was talking about...(She kneels and opens the chest slowly. Inside are old photographs, letters, and a locked metal box. As she examines them, a sudden LOUD KNOCK echoes from behind her.)SARAH(jumps, spinning around)Who’s there?(The door she came through SLAMS SHUT. Her candle flickers out, plunging the room into darkness.)SFX: HEAVY BREATHING nearby.(Sarah fumbles for her phone, turning on the flashlight. The beam of light cuts through the darkness, revealing... nothing. But the breathing continues.)SARAH(panicking)Who’s there? Show yourself!(The whispering returns, louder now, swirling around her.)WHISPERING VOICESYou shouldn’t have come. You shouldn’t have found it.(Sarah backs toward the door, trying to open it, but it’s locked