In the moonlit stillness, Emily heard a faint whisper from her childhood closet. Curiosity gripped her as the voice pleaded for release. Against her instincts, she opened the creaking door. A ghostly figure emerged, draped in tattered garments. With hollow eyes, it murmured gratitude and vanished. Night after night, more shadows materialized, draining life from Emily. Desperation gripped her as the voices grew insistent. Alone, she uncovered a chilling truth: each spirit carried a piece of her stolen soul. In a room filled with echoes, Emily realized her misplaced kindness had become a conduit for an unending nightmare.
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