Lost Echo

I never thought accepting a simple job would drag me into the tangled, ghostly grip of Greystone Manor. Cataloging antiques was supposed to be boring-a little dust, a lot of dull. Instead, I'm standing in a house that seems to breathe, facing a man who holds more secrets than he has answers, and clutching a letter from a woman who looks disturbingly like me. Nathaniel Blackthorn is equal parts infuriating and magnetic, but beneath his smirks and cryptic warnings lies a past he won't talk about-and a truth I'm not sure I want to uncover. The house itself feels alive, its whispers louder than the thunderstorm raging outside, its shadows curling closer with every step I take. And Clara? The mysterious woman in the letters? She's still here. Somehow, I know it. Trapped, watching, waiting. But the deeper I dig, the harder it is to tell if I'm unearthing the secrets of Greystone-or if I'm becoming one of them.