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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023
Arthur Anderson
Armand's ancient house stood majestically in the midst of the city of Versaviz, like a monument to the past in a present that had forgotten its splendor. The time-worn ochre bricks held the stories of past generations. Its tall and enigmatic windows seemed to silently observe the passage of time and the secrets left behind.
An unusual rumor had been circulating among the family members in the weeks leading up to the gathering. There had been whispers about the strange occurrences that had plagued the house for decades, whispered stories of inexplicable events that had puzzled even the most skeptical. Armand's house, like an ancient clock marking supernatural time, had been still for far too long, waiting for the return of its family.
That afternoon, the sun was slowly descending on the horizon, painting the sky in shades of gold and orange. Family members began to arrive one by one. Armand, with his silver hair and the wise gaze of an elder who had lived more than anyone could imagine, welcomed them with open arms. He wore his characteristic suit, a relic of the past that he cherished in a way only he understood.
Jarek, Armand's son, arrived with his family in tow. His wife, Anika, wore an expression of nervousness disguised as a smile as she held their little daughter. Jarek, a family man and a natural protector, couldn't help but notice the tension in the air.
Shortly after, Jozef, Jarek's brother, appeared with his wife, Zofia. Jozef, the eternal optimist, seemed carefree, but Zofia looked at the house warily, as if she could hear the whispers of the past that slid through its walls.
The sun completely disappeared as Konrad, Jarek's son, arrived at the house. At sixteen years old, he had inherited his grandfather's curiosity and a fascination with the mysteries of the world. Konrad carried a notebook and a camera, determined to document anything he might witness during his stay in the Versaviz house.
They all gathered in the main hall, where Armand welcomed them with a smile that concealed a deeper knowledge than he shared. The first signs of the supernatural began to manifest subtly but unsettlingly. Lights flickered intermittently, and a chill ran down Anika's spine as a shadow passed fleetingly in the corner of the room.
The Call to Versaviz had begun, and the family stood on the brink of a mystery that would challenge their understanding of reality and lead them to explore the depths of the unknown in the weeks to come. The legacy of the ancient house, with its dark past and supernatural secrets, patiently awaited its revelation.
Following the intriguing welcome to Armand's house in Versaviz, the family gathered in the cozy living room. As the evening advanced, the air was filled with a palpable tension that hung among them, a blend of curiosity and apprehension.
Armand, seated in his weathered leather armchair, seemed calmer than the rest. He knew that the arrival of his family was not only a reunion of blood but also the beginning of a journey in search of answers that had eluded them for decades.