Prologue

Elena doesn't believe in superstitions. After all, it's just a day like any other-until the strange events of Friday the 13th begin to unfold before her eyes. A rabbit's foot keychain falls, a four-leaf clover is crushed, a ladder looms overhead, and a black cat crosses her path.

Each seemingly insignificant moment starts to weigh heavier on her, and the unsettling feeling grows with every step she takes. But when Elena finally returns home, she finds herself facing a terrifying reality that no one could have predicted.

Is it just bad luck, or is something darker at play?

A gothic tale I came up with in a double PSHE lesson :)