Once upon a time, in a small town nestled between the mountains and the sea, there was a mysterious graveyard that had been abandoned for decades. The locals whispered stories of strange occurrences and unexplained phenomena that took place within its ancient walls. One night, under the glowing pink moon, two ghostly figures emerged from the shadows, their eyes burning with an otherworldly light.
Their names were forgotten, but their presence was felt by all who dared to venture near. They stood guard at the entrance, their long, tattered robes swaying in the wind. In the center of the graveyard lay a large green cross, pulsating with an eerie energy. Beyond the gate, the old mansion loomed, its windows dark and foreboding.