In the end while Sara was searching the room for a way to get out. As Sara scoured the room for any clue that might lead to their escape, her eyes fell upon a peculiar symbol etched into the worn wooden floor. The intricate lines and sigils formed a complex pattern, unmistakably a trapping ritual designed to ensnare unwary trespassers within the haunted confines of the house.
Her heart quickened with a mixture of dread and determination as she traced the lines of the symbol with her fingertips. Memories flooded her mind, lessons learned from ancient times, whispered secrets passed down through generations of sorcerers. This was no ordinary curse; it was a formidable barrier woven with dark magic.
Jude watched anxiously as Sara's expression shifted from uncertainty to focused resolve. "What is it, Sara?" he asked, his voice tinged with cautious hope.
