The group emerged from the underground chamber, their hearts still racing from the disturbing encounter with the altar. The mansion seemed even more oppressive now, as if it had awakened fully to their presence. The air was thick with tension, and an unspoken fear hung over them.

As they navigated the mansion's labyrinthine corridors, the haunting phenomena began to escalate. It started with the slamming of doors. At first, it was sporadic: a door here, a door there, each one slamming shut with a force that sent shivers down their spines.

"What the hell is happening?" Hoseok exclaimed as a door behind him slammed shut with a deafening bang. The sound echoed through the hall, making them all jump.

"It's like the mansion is alive," Jungkook said, his voice tinged with fear. "It doesn't want us here."

Y/N tried to keep calm, but the relentless slamming of doors was fraying her nerves. "Let's stay together," she said, her voice steady but firm. "We can't let this place scare us into splitting up."

As they continued, the phenomena grew more intense. Ghostly apparitions began to appear in their periphery—flickering figures that vanished as soon as they turned to look. The temperature in the mansion fluctuated wildly, from bone-chilling cold to stifling heat.

"I just saw something," Jimin said, his voice trembling. "A figure... at the end of the hall."

"Me too," Yoongi added, his camera capturing the eerie scene. "I don't know if it's real or if we're just seeing things."

The group huddled closer together, their flashlights cutting through the gloom. Every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of the decaying wallpaper, heightened their anxiety. The mansion seemed to pulse with a life of its own, its dark history seeping into every corner.

Namjoon took charge, trying to keep everyone focused. "We need to stay rational," he said. "Fear is what this place feeds on. We have to stay strong."

But the strain was beginning to show. Arguments broke out over the smallest things: the best route to take, whether or not to open certain doors, and the validity of the supernatural phenomena they were experiencing.

"This is ridiculous!" Taehyung shouted, his usual calm demeanor cracking. "We're running around like scared kids. We need to get out of here!"

"We all want to get out, V," Namjoon snapped, using Taehyung's nickname in his frustration. "But we have to stay calm and think clearly."

The tension was palpable, and Y/N could see the fear in her friends' eyes. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "We need to focus on finding a way out," she said. "Arguing won't help."

Their resolve was tested again when they entered a grand dining hall. The long table was set for a feast, complete with tarnished silverware and cobweb-covered candelabras. The sight was both mesmerizing and terrifying.

"This is like something out of a horror movie," Jimin whispered, his flashlight beam revealing dust-covered plates and goblets.

As they moved through the room, the candles on the table suddenly flared to life, casting an eerie glow over the scene. Shadows danced on the walls, and the temperature dropped sharply. The group froze, their breath visible in the cold air.

"We need to move," Yoongi said, his voice tight with fear. "Now."

They hurried through the dining hall, the flickering candlelight casting grotesque shadows that seemed to reach out for them. The door at the far end of the room slammed shut just as they reached it, trapping them inside.

"Damn it!" Namjoon cursed, trying to force the door open. It wouldn't budge.

A low, mournful wail echoed through the room, sending chills down their spines. The sound was filled with sorrow and pain, and it seemed to come from all around them.

"Where is that coming from?" Jungkook asked, his voice trembling.

"I don't know," Y/N replied, her own fear rising. "But we need to get out of here."

Just as panic was about to set in, Taehyung noticed a small door behind a dusty curtain. "Over here!" he called, pulling the curtain aside to reveal the hidden exit.

They rushed through the door, finding themselves in a narrow hallway. The door behind them slammed shut, and the wailing ceased. The oppressive atmosphere lifted slightly, but the sense of dread remained.

"We can't keep doing this," Hoseok said, his voice shaky. "We need to find a way out."

The group pressed on, their nerves frayed but their determination unwavering. They entered a library filled with towering bookshelves and ancient tomes. The air was musty, and the only light came from their flashlights, which flickered intermittently.

"This place is incredible," V said, his eyes wide as he looked around. "But it's also terrifying."

As they explored the library, the haunting phenomena continued. Books flew off the shelves, landing with loud thuds. Whispers filled the air, unintelligible but filled with malice. The temperature fluctuated wildly, and their flashlights flickered and dimmed.

"This place is trying to drive us mad," Namjoon said, his voice steady but filled with resolve. "We can't let it."

They discovered a large, ornate mirror at the back of the library. The glass was cloudy, and strange symbols were etched into the frame. As they approached, their reflections seemed distorted, twisted by some unseen force.

"This mirror is... wrong," Yoongi said, filming the eerie sight. "It's like it's showing us something else."

Suddenly, the mirror cracked, a spiderweb of fractures spreading across the surface. A high-pitched scream filled the room, and the temperature dropped to a freezing cold. The group stumbled back, their flashlights flickering wildly.

"Let's get out of here!" Jimin shouted, his voice filled with panic.

They fled the library, the haunting phenomena following them. The mansion seemed to be closing in, its dark history reaching out to ensnare them. Doors slammed shut behind them, ghostly apparitions flickered in their periphery, and the whispers grew louder and more insistent.

"We have to stay together," Y/N said, her voice firm despite her fear. "We can't let this place break us."

The group nodded, their faces pale but determined. They knew they had to find a way out before the mansion's malevolent presence consumed them entirely. The night was far from over, and the mansion's dark secrets were still waiting to be uncovered.

With a renewed sense of urgency, they pressed on, determined to escape the mansion's grasp and uncover the truth behind its haunting past. The journey was fraught with danger, but they knew they had to stay strong and support each other if they were to survive the night.