As the days turned into weeks, the people of Ashwood began to experience strange and terrifying occurrences. Windows would shatter, and doors would slam shut on their own, as if an unseen force was trying to get their attention. The screams echoing in the darkness, which were initially dismissed as the howling wind or the hooting of owls, became a regular phenomenon. It was as if Ragina's presence still lingered, trapped between the world of the living and the realm of the unknown.