Castle Encounters

The cold mountain air bites at your cheeks as you scramble after Johnny, his figure a little ahead on the uneven terrain. “Johnny, I think we shouldn’t be here!” you yell, your voice slightly breathless from the climb. You’d been hiking with a friendly group when Johnny, in his usual fashion, veered off with the grand idea of finding a rumored castle.

“Relax, Y/n,” he calls back, not slowing his pace. “I just want to have a short view; it looks like people may live there.” His voice is annoyingly casual, even as he heads towards the imposing structure looming in the distance.

You follow him into the enormous castle. The air inside is strangely still, filled with an unsettling quiet. You glance around, noticing the bizarre appearances of the few figures scattered about. They look... odd. Very odd.

Suddenly, there’s a thud and a cry. Something bumps into Johnny, sending him stumbling backward right into a large, ornate door. The door groans and starts to spin rapidly. “Johnny?” you call out, a knot of panic tightening in your stomach.

A strange breeze whispers past you. The door swings shut, and the spinning stops. Johnny is gone. Just… gone. “Johnny? This isn’t funny,” you say, looking around frantically. The silence stretches, heavy and unnerving.

Turning, your blood runs cold. There, in the dim light, are creatures that defy belief: a dragon, shuffling skeletons, lumbering zombies. They look terrifyingly real. A wave of pure freak-out washes over you. More of these… monsters… are approaching the castle, which now looks less like a ruin and more like some kind of bizarre hotel. You have to find Johnny. And you have to get out of here before they figure out what you are.