The small town of Millfield was known for its quaint charm and friendly atmosphere. But beneath the surface, there lurked a darkness that threatened to swallow everything in its path. It started with small things - odd occurrences that could be explained away as coincidence or bad luck. But soon, the townspeople began to realize that something was very wrong. They couldn't put their finger on it, but they knew that they were being watched.
The sweltering heat of the mid-afternoon sun beat down upon Mira as she trudged along the dusty road, her worn-out sandals slapping against the dry earth. She had been walking for hours, with nothing to keep her company except for the searing pain in her feet and a small bag filled with all of her belongings. As she neared the top of a hill, she saw it - a sprawling city, vibrant and full of life. This was it.