Two soldiers swore upon the battlefield: “Whatever comes, we leave together.” When the lines broke, one fell and one stood fast — and one man made a choice that shadows all his past.
Now he’s wealthy with wife and child, a house upon the hill. But every doorway he enters, something follows still. The shade never speaks, never moves — just watches. Waiting for the moment he passes, to finally receive the promise that was made and broken.
Five minutes of Gothic folk storytelling that silences the room. The fire seems to burn lower. The shadows lean closer.