The Red Room Curse

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Beware the legend of the Red Room curse,
A tale of darkness, a story perverse,
A room painted red, a place of dread,
Where the curse lurks with its vengeful thread.
Once a room of joy and delight,
Now shrouded in mystery, a haunting sight,
Its walls adorned with crimson hue,
But something sinister, it conceals, it's true.
Legends speak of a tragic past,
Of a family cursed, their lives harassed,
By an unknown force, a malevolent power,
That grips the Red Room in its vengeful hour.
Whispers of whispers, voices unheard,
Echo through the walls, a chilling word,
Shadowy figures, spectral in the night,
Dancing in the crimson light.
Those who enter, beware, beware,
For the curse has claimed its victims there,
Lost souls who never returned,
Caught in the Red Room's eerie yearn.
Some say it's a portal to the other side,
Where restless spirits forever abide,
Seeking revenge, seeking release,
From the curse that never seems to cease.
But none can break the Red Room's spell,
For the curse persists, a haunting dwell,
A chilling presence that lingers on,
In the room painted red, long after dawn.
So, if you dare to enter its door,
Be wary of what lies in store,
For the Red Room curse, a legend grim,
Will haunt you forever, from within.