Shamblers Hollow

Shamblers Hollow
In 1982, the Beaumont family met a horrific end, their home, Shamblers Hollow, becoming a tomb to the 'Bloody Man'. Now, decades later, four curious teenagers — Lya, Sarah, Waylen, and Noah — dare to venture into the abandoned house, seeking thrills and answers. But some secrets refuse to stay buried. Will they uncover the truth behind the Beaumont tragedy, or will they become the next victims in the chilling legacy of Shamblers Hollow? Prepare for a heart-pounding journey where every shadow holds a whisper, and every creak could be your last breath.

The old house stood silhouetted against the setting sun, its skeletal trees clawing at the bruised sky. Shamblers Hollow. Even its name was a whisper of dread. Lya pulled her hoodie tighter, a mix of excitement and unease swirling in her gut. Beside her, Sarah shivered, her eyes wide with apprehension.

"Are we really doing this?" Sarah whispered, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves.

Waylen adjusted his camera, a grin playing on his lips. "Of course, we are. Think of the footage!" Noah, ever the joker, nudged Lya. "Don't tell me you're scared, Hills. I thought you were the brave one."

Lya met his gaze, a defiant spark in her eyes. "Scared? Please. Just ready to finally see what all the fuss is about." She pushed open the rusty gate, its screech echoing eerily in the twilight. The air grew colder as they stepped onto the overgrown path, the house looming larger, darker, with every step.

Tonight, Shamblers Hollow would give up its secrets. Or perhaps, claim new ones.