Su-Ah POV:
I slept quite comfortably for a bit. I woke up occasionally, but fell asleep each time, due to sheer exhaustion. The third time I woke up, and slept again, I had the worst nightmare of my life.
Su-Ah's Nightmare POV:
I was in a dark room. It was pitch black. I saw the wall behind me close in on me, forcing me to run ahead, into the darkness. The wall was moving towards me with surprising speed as I forced myself to run faster. I could hear whispers... were they Han's voice? I couldn't tell. I, honestly, couldn't care less. I just made sure that my foot landed on the floor, one foot in front of the other.
I was running like a crazy person, but before I knew it, the end of the floor came, and I fell into a never-ending void. While I was falling, I screamed at the top of my lungs, deafening myself. As I thought I was going to land on hard concrete, I landed down on my bed.
I turned on the light and yelped. I saw the mannequin with its arms outstretched. It walked up to me, as I, still on my bed, backed up against the wall.
I saw Han's face flicker on the mannequin's face, for a couple seconds, but it, soon, faded. Tears were already streaming down my cheeks as I shrieked. The mannequin had climbed onto my bed, getting closer to me with every passing second.
It grabbed my neck, slowly applying pressure onto my throat. I choked, coughing a bit. It became harder to breathe as the mannequin pressed harder onto my throat. When it came to the point where I could hardly breathe, the mannequin just... disappeared. Vanished.
I looked around but couldn't find it. I sat on my bed, catching my breath, and then got up, taking my phone with me. I turned the flashlight on my phone and cautiously tip-toed out of my room. I went into the living room, trying to find the 'basement' I was in yesterday.
But I didn't find it. It was nowhere to be seen. I looked around, not wanting to give up. I just couldn't find it... which really made me wonder. Where could it be? Lost in my thoughts, I didn't feel the tap on my shoulder.
There was another tap on my shoulder, which made me flinch. I swivelled around, but was met with nothing. Who was it, then, who touched me? Or, rather, what was it? The thought made me shiver, but I was determined not to get frightened.
I went back to my room, but stopped. I was about to go in, when I heard a soft noise coming from Han's room. I walked over, and heard the sounds more clearly. I could hear soft... talking. Who was Han talking to?
The door was left ajar, so I peeked in. What I saw... chilled me to the bone. I saw the mannequin and Han conversing, laughing, etc.
(Don't forget that the mannequin looks like exactly like Su-Ah)
Han caught me looking and smirked. I retreated and ran away to my room. I locked the room door, and waited, making sure that Han hadn't followed me. I opened my room door but quickly closed it, at the sight of Han and the mannequin.
"Darling, come on, I know you're in there. Open up."
His tone was gentle, yet it terrified me. No. I wouldn't listen to him. I'm not gonna open the door. As quietly as I could, I locked the door, in hopes that Han would give up and leave. But no. The door was yanked open as I stared in shock.
How did the door even- even open? But that wasn't the worst thing. I looked beyond my door but all I found was darkness.
How? Wasn't Han and the mannequin standing right in front of the door? I turned around and yelled. It was them. Han and the mannequin. Standing there. In front of me. In my room.
I wheeled around to run away, but the door slammed shut in front of me, the lock... turning by itself! The mannequin walked towards me as I backed up against my room door.
No. N-no, this can't be happening to me. I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. I closed my eyes, trying to ignore the events unfolding around me. I closed my eyes in hopes that everything would just fade to black.
And that's exactly what happened.
Su-Ah's POV After the Nightmare:
I woke up, sitting upright, sweating like crazy. My throat hurt, as if I'd been screaming my head off. I fumbled around my bedside table for my bottle of water and opened the cap. I let the cool liquid soothe my nerves as I grimaced when the water came in contact with my throat.
I grabbed my phone and checked the time; 4:47 AM. I sat in bed trembling in fear. Everything seemed so real... I mean, like, I could imagine it happening in real life. Which was why it made the nightmare even more terrifying.
I couldn't go back to sleep. After what I saw? No, not at all. I didn't want to suffer more nightmares. As much as I wanted to sleep, I just... couldn't. I didn't have the guts to. I stayed awake, shivering in bed, fighting the urge to sleep, until the clock on my phone hit 8:03 AM.
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I'm Going Crazy
HorrorSu-Ah grabbed her phone again, turning on the flashlight, opening the door quickly. "I swear, Han, if this is some type of prank, you are so dead tomorrow." Once again, there was no one there. The banging on Su-Ah's door didn't happen again. That's...