Hanna's eyes locked onto the old clock, its hands frozen at 12:00 PM. Her heart began racing, and fragmented memories from her past swirled before her.
As a young girl with raven-black hair and captivating eyes, Hanna's presence was mesmerizing. Her sharp mind made her an exceptional baker, working alongside her grandmother in their quaint bakery.
Tragedy struck when Hanna was just five; her parents, Lorence and Sweety, passed away in a car accident. Her grandmother took Hanna under her wing, nurturing her into the bright 25-year-old she was today.
Life moved peacefully, filled with bakery orders and deliveries, until that fateful day. An old man from the renowned antique shop called, placing an order. Hanna packed the treats and cycled to the shop, where the jovial old man welcomed her. Over cakes, they chatted, and Hanna found herself drawn to the shop's mystique.
As the afternoon sun cast its warmth, the shop emptied for lunch. Hanna's curiosity led her to the basement, where her gaze fell upon a worn, brown watch stuck at 12:00 PM. Chills swept through her body; her mind went blank. The watch seemed to beckon her, whispering, "I've been waiting for you, Hanna. Come to me."
Transfixed, Hanna moved closer. The old man's voice shattered the spell, "Hanna, don't touch anything there!" She jolted awake, as if from a dream. Shaken, she left the shop and returned to the bakery.
This surreal encounter left Hanna reeling; she had no inkling that her life was about to take a dramatic turn.
Hanna hastily retreated to her room, feigning illness to escape her grandmother's concerned gaze. But the watch's haunting voice lingered, echoing in her mind like a sinister whisper.
As evening descended, Hanna's grandmother brought dinner, and they ate in strained silence. Hanna's thoughts were consumed by the watch's ominous presence.
That night, Hanna's slumber was shattered by a chilling nightmare. The watch loomed before her, its face twisted into a grotesque grin, beckoning her name.
She jolted awake, her heart racing, and sleep evaded her for the rest of the night.
Days passed, but Hanna couldn't shake off the watch's dark allure. Strange occurrences began to plague her:
Hanna's grip on reality began to slip. The watch's relentless whisper seemed to seep into her every waking moment.
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