Under a blood-red moon, the once lively lawn bowling green lay eerily silent, its manicured grass now overgrown and unkempt. Legends whispered of a game played long ago, where a disgruntled player, consumed by envy, invoked dark forces to curse the ground. As a group of unsuspecting friends began their casual game, the temperature dropped sharply, and a sinister fog rolled in, obscuring their view. Strange shadows flitted at the edges of their vision, and the comforting clinks of bowls turned into unsettling whispers. One by one, the friends vanished into the mist, leaving only their haunting cries echoing across the abandoned green. In the center, a spectral figure with hollow eyes and a twisted grin rolled a final bowl, sealing their fate in an eternal, ghostly match.

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