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Chapter 3 - Chapter3:The Last stream

She was a well-known content creator who produced creepypasta and horror videos. Despite her hard work, her channel wasn't growing as fast as the giants in the field, like iownhorror or MrsCreepyTree. Their channels dominated because they explored the unknown abandoned, haunted places that people were actually afraid of.

Determined to catch up, she started a livestream and made a promise: if she hit a certain number of likes, she would visit a haunted house and review it live. The next day, she checked her stats and was stunned. The likes were far beyond what she had hoped for.

She went to a "haunted" house with a friend, reviewed it, and… nothing happened. But the stream was a hit. The comments were filled with support, and the boost in views encouraged her to keep going. Soon, she was visiting house after house, and her fame grew so much that people began mistaking her for MrsCreepyTree.

But with fame came the skeptics. Critics claimed she was faking everything, insisting the "haunted" locations were staged. During a heated livestream where she denied these claims, a mysterious viewer suggested a challenge: she should go to the most haunted place on earth the Elranon Mansion.

She was skeptical. She had never heard of the place, and no other creator had ever filmed there. The mysterious viewer sent her the coordinates. If she wasn't a fraud, the viewer challenged, she wouldn't be afraid to go. She accepted, planning the trip with two friends.

The mansion was hidden deep in the woods, far from any town. They reached it by evening. The mysterious viewer had left instructions: start the livestream the moment night falls and review the entire house. As they approached, they saw a sign: NO VISITORS ALLOWED.

The lore of Elranon Mansion was grim. Mr. and Mrs. Elranon had lived there with their three daughters. One daughter constantly complained of a monster watching her from the closet. Her mother dismissed it as a phase, even as the girl began drawing disturbing pictures of the creature. She begged to leave, claiming the monster wanted her sisters' souls. Eventually, she was taken to a doctor, but they found nothing wrong and simply prescribed sleeping pills.

It didn't help. One night, the girl took a knife and murdered her sisters and parents in their sleep. She severed their heads, placed them on their beds, and then committed suicide. Some say she was mentally ill; others believe she was "protecting" them from the monster. Now, legends say her spirit remains in the house, waiting for another victim to behead.

The air at the mansion was thick, smelling faintly of old blood. As the livestream started, the viewer count exploded. People were desperate to see inside the mysterious Elranon home. She felt her heart racing; even her friends were visibly nervous. Some commenters egged her on, while others warned her to turn back.

She walked inside to prove them all wrong. The first thing they saw was a drawing on the floor just past the entrance. It read: NEW FRIENDS.

Fear gripped them, but the stream was live and the audience was watching. They split up to cover more ground. She went upstairs alone while her friends explored the lower floors. She stopped in front of the girls' old bedroom. Another note was taped to the door: CAN YOU FIND ME?

She called out for her friends to join her, her voice captured by the live camera, but there was no response. She assumed they hadn't heard her. She pushed the door open. Inside were two beds and a wardrobe with a mirror. On one of the beds was a final note: DON'T LOOK IN THE CLOSET.

The comments went wild. Some joked, some panicked, and some told her to run. Suddenly, the bedroom door slammed shut and locked from the inside. Her camera cut to black. She began screaming for her friends, clawing at the door, but the closet behind her began to creak open.

The stream flickered back on, but the camera was lying on the floor. A blood-shredding scream filled the audio, followed by a terrifying, muffled laughter. The viewers panicked as the screen showed nothing but a spray of blood hitting the lens. Then came a loud, wet crunching sound the sound of bone snapping.

The camera died.

When her friends finally searched the house, they couldn't find her. They couldn't even find her camera. They fled the woods and never looked back.

The viewers launched their own investigations, but the "Mysterious Viewer" had already deleted their account. The comment was gone. No one knows what happened to her, and her channel was eventually shut down. No one has visited the Elranon Mansion since.

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