Open wooden doors lead to a spooky castle entrance lit by candles at night.

Prompt

At the top of a dark, windy hill stood a crumbling, ancient castle with towering, pointy turrets that reached into the gloomy, grey sky. The creaky, wooden doors groaned as they slowly swung open, revealing a cold, dusty hallway filled with flickering, faint candlelight. Long, torn curtains waved in the whistling, chilly wind, and the floor creaked with every slow, quiet step. Spooky, shimmering shadows danced along the cracked, stone walls, and a low, howling sound echoed from somewhere deep inside. It felt like the castle was watching, waiting, and whispering its mysterious, ghostly secrets. Redraw