Mysteries: A Psychological Horror About a Hotel Where Lost Souls Relive Their Final Moments and a Woman Confronts the Ghost She Fears Most. by Prasanth N.M

A forgotten inn. A woman who helps others live with their ghosts. A last moment that refuses to stay buried.Dr. Elara Bennett has built a career guiding people through the wreckage of their worst days. Behind closed doors, she listens to stories of accidents, sudden deaths, and split‑second decisions that changed lives forever and teaches survivors how to live with what they couldn’t control. What no one knows is that Elara’s own life is built around a secret she can’t forgive: a drowned child she was supposed to save.When an anonymous letter lures her to The Harrowgate Inn, a crumbling hotel on a cliff where lost souls are said to relive their final moments, Elara arrives as an expert, not a believer. But The Harrowgate doesn’t care what she believes. It knows exactly which second she’s been running from. Room by room, the inn drags her through the pool, the hospital, the courtroom, and the career she used to hide her guilt, forcing her to watch every angle of the day a little girl died on her watch.As Elara is drawn deeper into the hotel’s shifting corridors, she meets other residents trapped in their own looping tragedies: a mother whose son beat a man to death, a receptionist who checked in a guest who never checked out, and pale‑eyed staff who were once guests themselves. Each of them thinks staying is the only honest way to grieve. Each of them is wrong.To escape The Harrowgate, Elara must confront the ghost she fears most: not the drowned child, but the version of herself who never left that pool. If she fails, she will become just another fixture in a place that feeds on unfinished stories. If she succeeds, she may prove a more terrifying truth: that surviving your worst moment means learning to live in more than one room.Mysteries is a slow‑burn psychological horror about the stories we build around our guilt, the places that hold our pain for us, and the terrifying freedom of realizing that even after the last moment, something still expects you to keep going.