The wind howled through the trees, carrying with it a chill that sent shivers down Lena’s spine. She had spent hours scouring the town and the surrounding woods, but there was still no sign of Isaac. Her heart ached with every passing moment, the emptiness growing in the space where his presence used to be.
She refused to believe he was gone. She had to find him.
Her thoughts turned to the mansion, the place where her nightmares had first taken shape. If Isaac was hiding anywhere, it would be there. With her resolve hardening, Lena set off toward the mansion once again, her footsteps steady despite the fear gnawing at her.
The mansion loomed ahead, a hulking figure in the darkness. The air around it felt thick, suffocating, as if the very house was holding its breath. Lena pushed through the front door, the creak of the wood echoing through the empty halls. She was no longer afraid of the shadows; they had become a part of her, and she was determined to uncover the truth, no matter the cost.
She moved through the house, the photographs on the walls staring back at her, their eyes cold and lifeless. But now, there was something new in the air, a palpable tension that made her skin crawl. She could feel it—something was watching her.
The sound of footsteps behind her made her freeze. Whipping around, Lena saw nothing. Just the empty space, the silence pressing in on her.
“Isaac?”
Her voice echoed through the house, but there was no answer.
Then, a faint whisper, barely audible at first, slid through the air. It was a voice—a familiar voice, but twisted and warped by an unseen force.
“Lena…”
Lena’s blood ran cold as the voice whispered her name again, this time clearer. She recognized it immediately.
It was Isaac.
Without thinking, she ran toward the source of the voice, pushing through the halls and down a narrow corridor she had never seen before. The space grew colder as she descended into the depths of the mansion. The walls seemed to pulse with an unnatural energy, the whispers growing louder, more frantic.
At the end of the hallway, she found a door—ancient and weathered, but still standing. As her hand brushed against the doorframe, a wave of dread washed over her, but she forced herself to open it.
Inside, the room was dimly lit by flickering candles, the air thick with dust and age. And there, standing in the center of the room, was Isaac. But he wasn’t alone.
A dark shadow loomed over him, its form twisting and shifting as though it had no solid shape. The entity.
Isaac’s face was pale, his eyes hollow, but there was a sadness in them—a sadness that made Lena’s heart break.
“I’ve been waiting for you, Lena,” Isaac said, his voice hollow and distant, like someone who had given up hope. “I never wanted this for you.”
Lena stepped forward, her voice shaky. “What are you talking about? Where have you been? Why didn’t you tell me?”
Isaac’s eyes met hers, his expression one of regret. “I didn’t want you to know the truth. I didn’t want you to be a part of this… this curse. But now that you’ve come here, now that you’ve awakened it, there’s no turning back.”
Lena’s breath caught in her throat as the entity stirred, its form becoming more defined, darker, more menacing. It shifted toward her, its presence suffocating, its eyes glowing a deep red.
“No,” Lena whispered, taking a step back. “You don’t have to do this. We can leave. We can run away from all of this.”
Isaac’s face twisted with sorrow. “I can’t leave. I’ve been bound to this place for generations, my family cursed to protect it. I can’t escape the entity, Lena. No one can. It has always been a part of me.”
Lena’s heart shattered. “So all of this—our connection, everything—it was all part of the curse?”
Isaac nodded slowly. “I’ve always known you were meant to be here. Our love… it was doomed from the start. I’m bound to this town, to the entity. And now… so are you.”
The room darkened further as the entity inched closer to Isaac, its eyes locked onto Lena. She could feel its power, its hunger, filling the room like a storm waiting to break.
Isaac turned toward the entity, his expression one of defiance. “Leave her alone,” he said, his voice firm. “She’s not part of this.”
The entity’s form shifted, and for a moment, it looked like Isaac—his face twisted with agony. It raised its hand, and with a scream that shook the walls, it lunged toward him.
“No!” Lena cried, rushing forward to stop it.
But before she could reach Isaac, the entity’s shadow enveloped him, its form merging with his body. Isaac collapsed to his knees, his body trembling. He looked up at Lena, his eyes now filled with pain, his voice barely a whisper.
“Lena… I love you…”
And then, with a final breath, Isaac vanished, consumed by the entity.
Lena stood frozen, her heart breaking as the entity turned its gaze toward her. It was gone, but Isaac—he was gone too.
For a long moment, there was nothing but silence.
Tears streamed down Lena’s face as she sank to her knees. She had lost him. Her love, her connection to him—everything was gone, and in its place was only the crushing weight of the curse.
But even in her grief, she felt the flicker of something inside her—a spark of resolve. She couldn’t let this be the end. Isaac had given his life to protect her, and now, it was up to her to break the curse once and for all.
She stood, wiping away her tears. The entity may have taken Isaac, but it hadn’t taken her strength.
Lena took one last look at the room where Isaac had sacrificed himself, and with a fierce determination, she turned toward the door. The entity might have won today, but she was far from finished.
She would find a way to break the curse. No matter the cost.
End of Episode 5.