Mysterious | Hotel Transylvania

The mountain air grew thin as Johnny and I scaled the jagged peaks, the promise of an unseen castle pulling us forward. "Johnny, I think we shouldn't be here!" I yelled, my voice swallowed by the wind, as I chased after him. We'd lost our hiking group hours ago, all thanks to Johnny's latest 'brilliant' idea: finding a mysterious castle he'd spotted in the distance.

"Relax, Y/n. I just want a quick look; it seems like people might live there," he called back, his silhouette already nearing the massive, foreboding structure. We pushed through colossal gates, stepping into a cavernous lobby that hummed with an eerie, vibrant energy. The 'people' here looked… strange. Unsettlingly so.

Suddenly, a blur of motion, a thump, and Johnny was spinning, knocked clean through a revolving door. "Johnny?" I gasped, panic seizing me. A cold breeze ghosted past, the door shuddered to a halt, and he was gone. "Johnny? This isn't funny!" My voice was barely a whisper.

Then I turned. Skeletons, zombies, a dragon—all terrifyingly real. A creeping dread snaked through me. More of them, a monstrous parade, approached what appeared to be a hotel. I had to find Johnny, and we had to get out, fast, before they realized what I was.