Diana gripped the controller tightly, her eyes locked on the screen. The eerie silence of the game's music set her nerves on edge as she walked cautiously down a dimly lit hallway. The directive on the screen read: Find the Laughing Man. Her focus was unshakable, every step echoing through the unsettling quiet. Suddenly, she heard laughter—low and unnerving. It sent a chill through her, but she pressed on, determined to follow the objective.
As she approached the end of the hallway, she spotted a figure standing under the flickering light. Her heart raced, but when she stepped closer, the figure vanished, leaving her wide-eyed in shock. Before she could process it, the lights in the hallway went out completely, plunging her into darkness. Normally, darkness wouldn't faze her—it was nothing compared to the vast night skies she was accustomed to. But this was different. This was unnatural, and it unsettled her to her core.
