These faded images cling to the wall like fragments of a forgotten nightmare. Cloaked figures stand silently, lost in shadows, while barren trees twist in a lifeless dance. Ravens watch with cold, dark eyes, bearing witness to secrets buried deep in the mist. Ink stains seep like tears, binding these haunted visions together. Each piece holds a whisper of despair, an echo of things left unseen. To stare at this wall is to feel the weight of unspeakable darkness, drawing you into a world where fear lingers, waiting.