Rachel’s grandma always told her never to go into the old, unused room at the end of the hall. One night, after hearing strange noises, curiosity got the better of her. She opened the door to find an old rocking chair gently swaying back and forth. No one was there. As she stepped inside, the door slammed shut behind her. The air grew cold. A soft voice whispered, ‘Why did you wake me?’ Suddenly, the rocking chair stopped. Rachel tried to leave, but the door wouldn’t budge. Then, she felt icy...