~~NARRATOR'S POV~~
As Ramona frantically sprinted through the dark mansion, her heart pounded like a drum in her chest. Fear gnawed at her, knowing that the creature she had once heard stories about was in relentless pursuit. Her rapid breaths echoed in the dimly lit corridors as she scrambled down a winding staircase, her terror mirroring the spiraling descent.
Her footsteps were wild and unsteady, threatening to betray her with every stride. Panic surged through her veins as she stumbled, her footing giving way on the ancient, creaking steps. Her body teetered on the edge, and she was about to tumble headlong into the abyss below.
In this moment of impending doom, a shadowy figure appeared out of nowhere. With supernatural speed, they lunged forward and grasped her arm just as her body began to topple. A strong, firm hand pulled her back from the brink of disaster, preventing her from plummeting into the unknown darkness below.
