The town of Ravenwood was quiet, too quiet. It was a place where the fog never lifted, and the sun rarely broke through the thick canopy of ancient trees. It was a place where shadows had weight, and whispers carried on the wind.Ellie had lived in Ravenwood her entire life, growing accustomed to its eerie charm. But tonight, something felt different. As she walked home from her shift at the diner, the fog seemed denser, the shadows darker. She quickened her pace, her footsteps echoing unnervingly in the empty streets.She passed by the old church, its once grand façade now crumbling and overgrown with ivy. A chill ran down her spine as she noticed a light flickering inside. Curiosity getting the better of her, she pushed the heavy wooden door open, the creak echoing through the empty hall.Inside, the air was thick with the smell of mildew and something else, something metallic. The flickering light came from a single candle on the altar, casting grotesque shadows...