The clock struck midnight, rain drumming on the rooftop as shadows danced eerily across the dimly lit library walls. A mysterious figure lingered outside, their silhouette briefly framed by a lightning flash that revealed glistening droplets on their wide-brimmed hat. Inside, the librarian, Clara, nervously arranged books, sensing an unsettling presence creeping closer with each haunting tick of the clock. The ancient grandfather clock chimed ominously, echoing through the room as if marking a secret known only to it. Suddenly, the lights flickered, casting the room into darkness, a blood-curdling scream piercing the night’s unsettling silence.