I was standing in the middle of the room, as I realized that the air felt empty, and the house, or room I was in, was completely silent. No ambience, no wind, no sound at all. Just silence. The more I sat in the emptiness, the more eerie it became. The existence of this place felt like it had gone stale.
I noticed I had been holding my breath, and took a deep breath, and broke the silence. I close my eyes and try to remember what was going on, and I start to pace.
When I was pacing, I accidentally tripped on a loose floorboard that catapulted up when I stood on it.
I hit the floor with a large slam, my bare face making contact with the old and dusty wood-grained floor. Involuntarily, I scrambled under the bed, and turned to look at the door, which quickly slammed open with the force equivalent to someone slamming into it.
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ESTÁS LEYENDO
Away
TerrorAaron woke up in a dark house, trapped, and the exit is no-where to be seen. The house feels lifeless, but just because something is lifeless doesn't mean it's not there.