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| PROLOGUE

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| PROLOGUE.
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- ARE YOU READY?

A shiver runs down your spine as the cold voice commands you. "Don't open the door."

Huh?

"Don't open the door."

What door...

"Don't open the door."

Stop.

"Don't. Open. The. Door."

STOP IT.

You wake up on a hospital bed as doctors looked at you concerned. You look around as you were hooked onto the ventilators around your hospital bed. The doctors ran to you and started doing check ups so rapidly to the point you didn't understand what was going on.

It all stopped when your mind went blank and your vision went blurry. You couldn't hear or see anything. You felt like you were floating.

You got control of it and finally stepped on the seemingly invisible ground.

You look around the area, not knowing why considering the fact it was just black.

The emptiness of the black void you had been in from your mind was sad and dull.

Each step you took there was a ripple on the "ground" water? didn't make a noise.

you didn't want to look ahead of you, instead you looked around and around and around.

you start seeing these faint memories of people running around looking so happily like kids who didn't understand the world.

they were happy. very happy. they looked at you then waved, until they faded away.

what?

you didn't understand.

why?

you'll get no answer.

until a "memory" caught your attention.

a white haired male then a black haired male walking somewhere.

a door was where they were headed to, once they reached it, they turned to you and signaled for you to come.

you ran to the door, about to turn the door knob

"Don't open the door."

then it vanished.

everything vanished.

you open your eyes to see yourself in the same hospital bed but the room was full of blood.

you were covered in blood.

what's happening?

𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 ♡ .𝙣𝙤𝙚Where stories live. Discover now