His words echoed in my head.
Johnny wanted to kill us, he was seeking revenge.
I wouldn't blame the little boy. He and his family would have gone through a lot. It must have been very difficult for Elise to raise the twins by herself.
I needed to calm down.
I went to the bathroom and turned on the tap to fill the bathtub.
Hot water would always ease my tension.
I couldn't even ask anyone for help in this situation because no one would believe us.
Trying to brush these thoughts away, I stepped into the bathtub.
It was undoubtedly relaxing.
I just closed my eyes and lay there.
Not even five minutes had passed and I started feeling cold.
Soon it intensified.
I started facing difficulty while moving.
I opened my eyes and there was blood all around me.
I was in a tub full of blood.
Just as I was about to scream, Something pulled me down.
I frantically tried to escape but it was all in vain.
The force was too strong to overcome. I couldn't breathe.
I thought I was going to die.
With all my strength I pushed myself up one last time.
And it worked. I fell out of the tub. There wasn't any blood there. Just clear water.
Was I hallucinating?
I wore my bathrobe and was about to step out of the bathroom just when I noticed the mirror.
In bold letters, it was written in blood , Do not enter Room No. 303
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I'm sorry for the late updates but as you know I have my exams coming up.
Anyway, take care! Xoxo
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Do Not Enter Room No. 303
Horror#3 in horror. What seems like a beautiful hotel from outside has got a deep, dark hidden secret in its walls. No one enters Room No. 303. But one day the lock to the room is opened and what happened next was something horrible. All rights reserved©
