The gates creaked as Alex stepped through, the iron bars towering like a warning. The orphanage loomed ahead, its dark windows staring back like hollow eyes.
He had heard the rumors-whispers about strange happenings, eerie sounds at night. But nothing prepared him for the chill that ran down his spine as the door swung open.
Inside, the children sat quietly in the shadows, their eyes too knowing for their age. And Alex quickly realized: this was no ordinary orphanage. It was a place where darkness thrived, and the children were its secret keepers.