**Title: Silent House** In a dimly lit living room, a young boy nervously sits on the couch, home alone. The flickering TV casts eerie shadows across the room as distant thunder rumbles outside. With a worried expression, he glances at the door and whispers to himself, “Mom… when are you coming back?” Suddenly, he hears footsteps resonating from above. With a quick heart flutter, he turns off the TV, plunging the room into an unsettling silence. Stepping cautiously, he tiptoes toward the staircase, peering into the dark hallway where he spots a shadow darting past, making his heart race. Fighting the rising panic, the boy grabs a flashlight, anxiety building within him. As he flicks it on, the lights above flicker ominously. He suddenly staggers, clutching his chest, and collapses to the floor, gasping for air. The sound of his thumping heartbeat echoes, becoming slower and finally fading into eerie stillness. The flashlight rolls away, illuminating the boy’s still body. Out of nowhere, a ghostly version of him rises, confused but drawn toward faint whispers echoing down the dim hallway. He cautiously walks forward, only to have a door slam shut behind him, intensifying the feeling of dread. He reaches a dark bedroom, where a cracked mirror sits precariously on the bed. Peering into it, he sees not himself but a menacing figure with glowing eyes gazing back at him, whispering tantalizingly, “You’re mine now.” Suddenly, he lets out a piercing scream as the scene cuts to black, leaving only a chilling silence behind.