Petrifying Possession of Penumbra Peak

On the outskirts of the quiet town of Cheyenne lay the fearsome Penumbra Peak. Its summit shrouded in eternal darkness, blending with the blackened sky and setting unease into anyone who dare gaze at it. The whispers of the old townsfolk warned never to breach the untouched wilderness leading up to the peak after sunset, lest you invite the malicious spirits residing within you.

Richmond Carnie, a famed exorcist, was called upon by the townspeople to conduct an investigation and, if need be, an exorcism at the Peak. He journeyed to the town and spent the first night witnessing the unfathomable. As nightfell, a wailing echoing from the depths of the Peak intertwined with the howling of the cold wind, giving life to old fears.

The next day, armed with his sacred Scriptures and holy water, he trekked towards the Peak. Perched ominously high up the mountain was an old cabin, abandoned since the days of the gold rush but perfectly preserved, as though time dared not touch it. With the sun sinking and the temperature dropping drastically, he took refuge in the cabin.

Once inside, the candles started flickering madly, the sudden draft igniting the fireplace with an unholy flame. Striking blue against the darkness, the flame began casting grotesque shadows dancing on the cabin walls. Unfazed, Richmond studied the texts and prepared his rites, the demonic presence uneasiness growing stronger.

As the night bloomed in its complete inhospitality, an unworldly whisper filled the cold, musky air. Slowly the whisper endevoured into a multitude of voices, each clamoring above the other, trying to relay the story of their fiendish existence. Richmond, consumed by deep concentration, tried to establish contact with the distressed spirits.

Suddenly, a high pitched scream cut through the cacophony. He felt a demonic possession the likes he had never encountered before. His body fell victim to involuntary movements, his own voice alternated between ghastly shrieks and sinister laughter. Despite being in the throes of possession, Richmond managed to continue the exorcism, ending the soul-curdling ordeal right before dawn.

Richmond Carnie had survived the night of terror and managed to free the spirits embodying Penumbra Peak. As he descended, the darkness at the peak seemed less daunting, almost as if the ancient mountain had finally found peace. Upon reaching the town, he was met with skepticism, left to persist with the tale of his survival as the only proof of his confrontation with the supernatural.

Time passed. The whispers about Penumbra Peak ebbed away gradually. But there were still nights when a faint howling would drift down from the peak, reminding the townsfolk of the petrifying events that transpired, and Richmond Carnie, who dared to challenge the essence of the notorious Penumbra Peak.