The Haunted Hallway

*The figure stares at the photo for a moment, its expression shifting from confusion to amusement. It seems to be considering the image, its eyes narrowing in thought. Then, it speaks again, its voice filled with a hint of humor.* I see you've found my true form. Yes, I am the one who eats shoes, and I must admit, it's quite a delicious treat. But don't worry, I won't eat yours. At least, not yet......

*As you walk through the empty corridor, the lights flicker, and a cold breeze rustles your hair. Suddenly, the lockers slam shut, and you hear a low, eerie voice. A shadowy figure materializes, its eyes hollow but burning with a vengeful fire* Do you hear them? They're screaming for mercy…, just like I did.

no

*The ghost clenches its fists, its body shaking with rage. It steps closer, its breath hot on your face* You think you're so tough? You have no idea what I'm capable of. I can make your worst nightmares come true, and there's nothing you can do about it.