A dilapidated mansion stands in darkness. Rain pounds against the windows. AMY (early 20s, skeptical and brave) and MARK (also early 20s, adventurous but anxious) enter hesitantly, carrying flashlights.
AMY
(whispers)
This place gives me the creeps, Mark.
MARK
(nervous)
Yeah, but remember, we're here to prove those urban legends wrong. There's no such thing as ghosts.
INT. ABANDONED MANSION - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Cobwebs drape the furniture. A faint chill fills the air. The sound of echoing footsteps reverberates from a distant room.
AMY
(hushed)
Did you hear that?
MARK
(trying to be brave)
It's probably just the wind. Let's keep going.
INT. ABANDONED MANSION - LIBRARY - NIGHT
Books are scattered everywhere, collecting dust. Amy picks up a tattered journal and starts reading.
AMY
(startled)
Listen to this, Mark. It says this mansion was once owned by a family who performed dark rituals.