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Title: The Dark Echo In the quiet town of Meryville, nestled in the trails of Oregon, a tale haunted the locals for generations. The story began at an abandoned mansion known as the Glass House, built in the late 1800s. It derived its name from the peculiar giant mirrors covering its main ballroom. The mansion was owned by a wealthy merchant called Terrance McGill, who vanished without a trace one stormy night of 1902. People claimed he was consumed by his own reflection, but it was merely folklore until the strange occurrences began. Three decades after Terrance's disappearance, a group of adventurous teens dared each other to experience the horror of the Glass House. As dusk fell, they tiptoed their way through the decaying hallways, edging closer to the main ballroom. The moment their footsteps echoed in the chill, empty ballroom, they noticed something peculiar. The massive mirrors didn't reflect their present state. Instead, the reflection displayed scenes from their past: bittersweet memories, remorseful moments, and actions they wished they could take back. Entranced in their individual reflections, none noticed that the old grandfather clock, silent for years, began to ring a haunting melody, striking midnight. As the twelfth ring echoed, the mirrors transformed. Now, they didn't show the past anymore; instead, they portrayed terrifying events from their future – painful incidents, deadly accidents, heartbreaking losses. Frightened, they tried to look away, but their gaze was swallowed by the glass, pulling them further into their dark fate. Their echoes of terror rattled the mansion but never reached the outside world. By sunrise, only their memories were left, scattered around the town in hushed whispers and tearful eyes. The Glass House, once again, fell into a deep, luring silence, waiting for its next victims. Since then, anyone brave or foolish enough to explore the Glass House never returned the same - if they returned at all. Strangely, they all mentioned hearing an echo before their disappearance—a haunting reminder of their fate, a chilling warning of the Dark Echo. People soon realized that the Glass House didn't just show a reflection; it revealed the dark, untouched corners of one's soul, the past that was forgotten, and the future no one wished to see. The Dark Echo, hence, remained a creepy tale, echoing through different generations, fostering fear among the bravest, and a warning to those who dare to play with fate. For, in the end, who can outlive their reflection?