The salty breeze whipped through Lila’s hair as she stepped off the bus, her heart racing with memories of her childhood. The coastal town of Eldermere had always held a certain charm, but now it felt haunted, cloaked in a veil of unease. It had been years since she’d left, and as she walked down the familiar cobblestone streets, she couldn’t shake Whispers of the lighthouse reached her ears as she passed the small café where she and Finn used to share dreams over steaming mugs of cocoa. It was said that the lightkeeper had not lit the beacon for months, and shadows danced on the edges of the town, creeping closer each night.“Lila!” a familiar voice called. She turned to see Finn, his grin as bright as she remembered. He rushed over, pulling her into a warm embrace.“I can’t believe you’re back! Have you heard about the lighthouse?” he asked, glancing around as if the very shadows might be listening.“Just what everyone else is saying. It sounds… eerie,” she replied, her curiosity piqued. “What do you think?”Finn shrugged, his eyes serious. “Something isn’t right. The townsfolk are scared. They say the Shadow is returning.”Lila felt a shiver run down her spine. She had always loved the lighthouse, its beam slicing through the fog like a sword, but now it seemed like a forgotten relic, its light dimmed. “We should go there,” she suggested, her adventurous spirit kicking in.Finn hesitated but then nodded. “Alright, but we should be careful. Eldrin is still the lightkeeper, and he’s… different.”