Synopsis

The heavy oak door clanged shut, the sound echoing in the sudden silence. Elara spun around, her heart hammering against her ribs. Across the room, Kael’s face was a mask of grim realization. They were trapped. No windows, no other exits – just four walls and a chilling emptiness. A single object sat in the center of the room: a tarnished silver music box. It looked innocuous enough, but an unsettling aura clung to it. A small, engraved plaque read: *“For passage, a song unsung.”* Kael ra