In every town, there’s a place whispered about in hushed tones, a place where the bravest dare not tread. Here, that place is the old house on the hill. Legend has it that on certain October nights, those who cross its threshold are never the same. They speak of an ancient, malevolent presence known only as The Harbinger.

The Harbinger is not just a ghost, demon, or spirit—it’s the very essence of the house itself. It has no form, yet it’s everywhere. It could be a creak in the floorboards, the flicker of a dying light, or the sudden chill that runs down your spine. The Harbinger is always present, yet never seen. It plays with your mind, warping reality until you can no longer trust your senses. The house breathes with The Harbinger’s will, turning your deepest fears into your darkest nightmares.

As you venture deeper into this twisted domain, you’ll encounter rooms that defy logic, each one more harrowing than the last. The walls seem to close in, the air grows heavy, and a sense of dread hangs thick in the atmosphere. You’re not just in a house—you’re in the grip of The Harbinger, and it won’t let go.

But the true terror lies at the journey’s end. In the final, crumbling chamber, you’ll face a witch-like creature—an ancient, ghastly being, cursed to serve The Harbinger. With a voice like the wind through dead trees, it casts you into the Shadows of the Abyss.

Here, in this nightmarish maze, all sense of direction is lost. The world around you becomes a swirling vortex of darkness, where giant, menacing creatures stalk your every move. The ground shifts beneath you, the walls seem to breathe, and the very air pulses with malevolence. This is where The Harbinger’s power is strongest, where reality is most fragile. Will you find your way out, or will you be swallowed by the abyss, another lost soul claimed by the house?

The Haunting Hour is a test of your courage, your sanity, and your very soul. Dare to enter, and see if you can survive The Harbinger’s wrath.