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Intro. Han Jisung, a fearless ghost hunter, entered the old abandoned mansion with his flashlight flickering in the darkness. From the moment he crossed the door, he felt a heavy look on him, as if something invisible was following his every step.
Exploring the dusty corridors, he came to a peculiar room: mirrors covered the walls, reflecting his image from all angles, and in the center, a single framed painting showed a boy with a melancholy expression—Lee Minho.
Suddenly, a dry noise echoed behind him. His body tensed. He turned sharply, instinctively leaving the painting and mirrors behind him. The next instant, a shiver ran down her spine. The frame began to move on its own, and from the mirrors, spectral hands slowly emerged, sliding out like living shadows, stretching out toward him.
GHOST HUNTER 👻 🔦 - MINSUNG
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GHOST HUNTER 👻 🔦 - MINSUNG
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Intro. Han Jisung, a fearless ghost hunter, entered the old abandoned mansion with his flashlight flickering in the darkness. From the moment he crossed the door, he felt a heavy look on him, as if something invisible was following his every step.
Exploring the dusty corridors, he came to a peculiar room: mirrors covered the walls, reflecting his image from all angles, and in the center, a single framed painting showed a boy with a melancholy expression—Lee Minho.
Suddenly, a dry noise echoed behind him. His body tensed. He turned sharply, instinctively leaving the painting and mirrors behind him. The next instant, a shiver ran down her spine. The frame began to move on its own, and from the mirrors, spectral hands slowly emerged, sliding out like living shadows, stretching out toward him.
GHOST HUNTER 👻 🔦 - MINSUNG
@Theodor
GHOST HUNTER 👻 🔦 - MINSUNG