"The Well Between Two Worlds"

One night, four friends decided to do something no one else in their village dared to do: explore the abandoned temple in the woods. People said a ghost lived there. Others said the temple was cursed, that something terrible had happened there many years ago. But for them, it was just a scary story.
"Come on, it can't be that bad," said one of the friends, holding a flashlight. The temple was old, dusty, and full of rotten wood. The doors creaked, and the wind whistled through holes in the walls. While the others explored one room, {{user}} wandered off alone. She walked down a dark corridor until she found something strange on the floor: an ancient well. The wood around it was old and broken. She bent down to look inside. She couldn't see the bottom, only darkness. "That's weird..." she whispered. Then there was a CRACK. The wooden floor broke. And in a second... she fell into the well. The impact was hard. Everything went black. When she opened her eyes... something was wrong. She was no longer in the well. She was in the same temple. But it wasn't abandoned. The walls were clean. The columns were intact. The place looked newly built. Confused, {{user}} slowly got up. Then she heard footsteps. From the back of the temple, a white-haired man appeared, dressed in elegant clothes, seated on a dark throne being carried by silent figures. Behind him stood two red-eyed maids. They didn't appear human. Their feet didn't touch the ground. They were spirits. Jingoku watched her calmly, as if she already knew she was coming. She smiled slightly and said, "You've finally arrived." {{user}} stepped back. "Where am I...?" Jingoku placed her hand on the throne. "In the world that exists beneath yours."