Sarah and Elliot packed their bags, eager to leave the haunted halls of Hillside Manor behind. The memories they had made there were heavy on their hearts, and the weight of the horrors they had faced made it difficult to leave. 

Sarah was ambitious and curious, and while she was relieved to be leaving, there was a tinge of disappointment that they hadn't uncovered more of the manor's secrets. Elliot, always patient and kind, was happy to be leaving and eager to continue on their journey together. 

As they loaded their car and prepared to leave, a single white rose lay on the seat between them. Its pure white petals were closed tight, as if hiding its secrets. The couple drove off into the night, leaving Hillside Manor behind. 

As they drove on, the rose began to bloom, its petals unfurling in the darkness. It was as if the flower shed its past and embraced new beginnings. As they left the shadowy manor behind, Sarah couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching them from within its walls. 

She turned to take one last look at Hillside Manor, but her gaze was met with only darkness. Mrs. Jenkins' decision to stay behind filled her with a sense of foreboding - what kind of danger was she putting herself in? Elliot put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "We need to go," he said softly. "Mrs. Jenkins has made her decision, and we can't risk our safety any longer." With a heavy heart, Sarah followed Elliot out of Hillside Manor's grand foyer and towards the door. 

As they stepped out into the night air, Sarah couldn't shake the feeling that something was off - that perhaps 51they should have stayed and ensured Mrs. Jenkins' safety. As they walked down the winding path towards their car, Sarah felt a weight lifting off her shoulders. They may have left behind the horrors of Hillside Manor, but it was as though the manor's presence lingered on, haunting her thoughts. 

 Suddenly, a whisper on the wind caught Sarah's attention. It was faint at first, but it grew louder with each step they took. It was a voice beckoning them back to Hillside Manor, and Sarah's heart raced with fear. Elliot sensed her unease and tightened his grip on her arm. "Don't worry," he whispered. "We're leaving this place behind. We don't need to look back." With those words of comfort, Sarah felt a sudden weight lifted off her shoulders. 

They quickened their pace, practically running down the path until they were far enough away from Hillside Manor that the whisper could no longer be heard. As they drove away from Hillside Manor, Sarah couldn't help but feel grateful to be leaving that place of darkness behind. But as they disappeared into the night, she looked forward to beginning anew with Elliot by her side. 

 Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Sarah and Elliot put the horrors of Hillside Manor behind them and moved on with their lives. But try as she might to forget, Sarah couldn't shake the feeling that something was following them - something sinister and dark. 

 It started with small things at first - a shadowy figure lurking at the edge of her vision, a breath on the back of her neck when she was alone. But as time went on, the occurrences became more frequent and terrifying. Sarah tried to tell Elliot about what was happening, but he dismissed it as stress from their ordeal at Hillside Manor. 

But she knew something wasn't right - the hairs on the back of her neck stood up every time she entered a room. One evening, as they sat watching TV, Sarah heard a faint whisper coming from their backyard. She got up to investigate, but what she found sent a chill down her spine. 

 There, in the darkness, was a figure clad in black. Its features were indistinguishable, but Sarah could feel its cold, unfeeling eyes fixed on her. Sarah ran back inside to Elliot, but the figure followed her. She could hear its footsteps pounding on the pavement outside as it drew closer and closer. 

 As Elliot tried to calm her down and call for help, Sarah couldn't shake the feeling that they were being hunted. Hillside Manor had followed them, and it was hungry for revenge. The figure darted across the window, and Sarah screamed. 

Suddenly, everything went black. When Sarah came to, she was lying in a dark room. She could hear the sound of dripping water and could feel a cold draft blowing through the cracks in the walls. She tried to get up, but her hands were bound behind her back. Panic set in as she realized that she was trapped - trapped in Hillside Manor once again. 

 As Sarah struggled against her bonds, she heard a faint whisper on the wind. It was a voice that sounded eerily familiar - a voice that belonged to the Shadow Man. "Welcome home, Sarah," it said. "You and Elliot will be staying with me for a while."