Whispers of the Unknown

Foggy streets and haunted halls, Secrets written on the walls. Locked up rooms with creaking doors, Clues are hidden in the floors. Every shadow holds a tale, In twisted truth and midnight veil. Voices lost in candle flame, Calling out a missing name. Clock hands stop, the mirrors lie, Mystery stares with ancient eye. A whisper here, a flicker there, You feel it move through the air. Unseen footsteps in the dark, A ghost, a myth, a question mark. Chase the chill where riddles grow, In the heart of the unknown.