A story unfolded due to longing.... a wish wanting to be fulfilled. Can one attain it even in death or this is just an illusion? can the body and mind even be trusted? or someone is trapping the reality we see...who can escape it or is it a test ? rebirth or death ? eternal sleep or aimless wondering...?

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the winding road that led to the village of Elove. Maximo, Alex, Alan, and Zyne, four inseparable friends since childhood, were packed into an old van, their laughter filling the air. Beside them sat Klara and Myth, the twin duo in the group, each with their own thoughts. The van filled with both laughter and thoughts each varying from each other packed in a small space moving through a silent path. The path bumpy in middle of a forest. Among this a voice was heard, Alan said ,"look!guys the mountains" drawing the attention of all in the car. The excitement was soon quited down as the topic shifted among the chatter of boys.

Klara, with her fiery red hair and infectious smile, had always been the center of attention. The boys often found themselves vying for her affection, their jokes and jabs directed at one another in a playful competition for her favor while the girl enjoys with a smile on her face. Myth, a boy with slight wavy black hairs falling to his shoulders, on the other hand, was quieter, his presence often overlooked but no less significant. He observed the dynamics with a mix of amusement and melancholy,not bothering to join the clatter but instead focusing his attention on the scenery and music.

As the van rumbled down the road, the village of Elove came into view. Nestled between dense forests and rolling hills, it appeared like a still photograph, almost too perfect. The houses were quaint, with ivy creeping up their stone walls, and the streets were eerily silent. The people on streets whispering among themselves almost avoiding looking at the van.

"Welcome to Elove," Maximo announced, his voice tinged with excitement. "Where the past never truly leaves."

The others chuckled, but Myth couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. The van continued moving, but it felt like the destination was lost.

Just an aimless wondering of the friends....going towards something they should be running from , something sinister....

The van stopped in front of an old yet historical mansion. Now a playhouse for the kids of rich such are the twist of time and fate.....

"The house is amazing!" said Klara followed by the boys agreeing. "What house this is the size of a mansion", "oh come on Myth don't be a party pooper let us enjoy our vacation here!" said Maximo with a sign..."whatever helps you sleep at night Mister must agree with her" said the boy almost like a whisper.

"come on! Guys drop this let us explore the house and select the rooms" said the girl lifting the heavy atmosphere. The group of friends drifted in search of their individual rooms leaving the hall empty.

"what a splendid mansion for the vacation of rich and spoiled kids...! What am i even doing here when i could have been resting my time at home" thought the black haired boy.

SWOOSH!

What??!? Was clearly written on the boys face as he speeds up towards the other end of the hall,"I am no horror movie cast to go investigating! Let us just find a room far away from here" thought the boy.

That won't help you dear....

"What was that??" said the boy,"maybe the wind, but that is exactly what a horror film character would say ! Ain't it?"

I Agree with that statement

"GAH!!"

"Oh my! Quite the screamer, aren't you? I like that....!"

"Huh? You are?" said black haired boy...

"Me? I am the caretaker of this place!"

"Pleasure to meet you, you can call me Neff"

(He was really tall about 6 feet I believe, built like one cannot begin to describe in words.....pretty is such an understatement for him)

"Sir? You alright?" said the unknown man

The other man failed to hear his voice just staring at him admiring his features.....

"Sir....." his face inches apart from Myth

 Finally, he comes to earth "oh huh yeah?" his gaze yet not leaving those deep bluish white eyes light and angelic yet something about them seems so dangerous that one cannot, but help be drawn....

(wait....dangerous!! No no not today Satan I am not falling for this! )

" I AM NOT DYING TODAY YOU HOTTIE ANGEL DEVIL!!"

The boy screams as he sprints towards a room nearby without looking back once....

(why do I have to run so much today?? I know I should have declined the vacation offer and just rested at home, now I have to live with ghosts here for two whole months!!

What do they take me as ghost hunter or something??)

"Where am i now??"

"This place is......a room?"

In the dim glow of flickering candlelight, the chamber exuded an eerie stillness. A heavy oak desk stood against the stone wall, its surface cluttered with parchment and quills, as if abandoned mid-thought. Beside it, a towering bookshelf, carved with intricate Gothic patterns, loomed—its shelves sagging under the weight of ancient tomes bound in cracked leather. The air was thick with the scent of aged paper and something faintly metallic, like rust. A solitary window, narrow and arched, offered a glimpse of the moonlit courtyard, its iron bars casting long shadows across the cold stone floor. The bed, draped in heavy velvet curtains, stood untouched, yet the faintest whisper of movement beneath the fabric hinted at secrets long buried. In the silence, the room seemed to breathe, holding its breath, as if waiting for someone—or something—to stir.

"This looks like a place where ghost would live.... I am staying here after all in movies the ghost normally target people or trick them in any form, meaning this place is safe cause there is no way the ghost would be able to trick anyone here..... I would be safe here then"

This is what the foolish boy ought to believe but when something is written in destiny it is bound to happen regardless of the resistance one gives, or can it be changed due to will power of this foolish mortal....?

"No I would never allow him to escape...he is---"

The dark shadow said from the corner smiling broadly...

Who is he??? A friend or foe?