That 'One' Moment

Curiosity Killed The Cat

I find myself an apartment unit, sealed with duct tapes on my way back home, attracted by its odd energy I decide to take the tapes off and, have a look inside. The place is dark, hollow, and, cold. I carefully walk around examining the empty space surrounding me until I reach a dead end with red markings all over and a table in front. Something feels, off.