"We have to stop here!"
Benjamin's eyes darted around, his expression filled with apprehension. He leaned in closer to the family, his voice a mere whisper on the night breeze.
"You're playing with fire," he warned, his tone laced with urgency. "The forces you're toying with are ancient and vengeful. They will stop at nothing to protect their secrets. I implore you, reconsider this path. The dangers that lie ahead are far more treacherous than you can comprehend."
The Smithsons exchanged glances, their faces etched with a mix of determination and uncertainty. Sarah stepped forward, her voice unwavering. "Mr. Blackthorn, we understand the risks involved," she said, her voice tinged with resolve. "But we cannot continue living in fear, haunted by the unknown. We must confront the darkness head-on and uncover the truth that eludes us. Only then can we find peace."
