'Jimmy? Please open the door honey, we can't keep waiting here for you to stop zoning out.'
Bitch.
~•~
We kept walking through the doors, trying to find anyone- ANYTHING that could help us. Emma kept crying and stopping us from moving, not knowing what was going on. I could see mom and dad losing hope of finding help and becoming more paranoid by the minute. Charlie's face was unreadable.
We kept walking. Door 2. It opened with a 'bleep'.
Nothing.
The room looked the same.
Door 3. Opened with a 'bleep'.
Nothing.
The same empty drawers.
Door 4. Also opened with a 'bleep'.
No sign of life.
Still the same moist carpet on the floor though.
Door 5. How many times am I gonna hear that 'bleep' noise?
Still nothing.
The same paintings are hanging on the wall.
Door 6.
The same occasional chair sitting in the corner.
Door 7.
Door 8.
Door 9. Door 10. Door 11.
Door 12-
Oh.
Something changed.
~•~
As I opened the door that said '12' and walked inside the room, we all suddenly stopped.
Something happened.
The lights flickered.
'W-wha... what is happening?', Emma whimpered, clawing at her mothers dress and never pausing the waterfall that was creating a wet trail on her rosy cheeks. Her loud wails filled the silent ambience around us and muffled the weird noises coming from behind the walls. Dad was standing as still as a pole, hair grasped tightly in his hands, eyes focused on the flickering lamps. It seemed like he was in a trance, not looking away from the faltering source of light. Mom was trying to console Emma, even though she herself looked absolutely terrified at the phenomenon. Charlie was screaming even louder than Emma was crying, causing a constant high-pitched ringing in my ears. Too much sound- Too much light! I can't concentrate.. What is-
Suddenly the lights stopped flickering.
Their wails disappeared.
Their warmth vanished.
Charlie's screaming was replaced by the sound of closets opening and closing.
Mom's desperate attempts to comfort Emma were replaced by a deafening static, becoming louder and louder, as if it was rushing towards me.
I opened my eyes and turned around, facing the open door behind me.
I was alone.
They all left? Where? I can't hear them. What is that loud noise?
The last thing I saw was a mockingly laughing face clouded in black smoke, before I felt my conscience slipping away.
My senses were filled with it's presence as it rushed towards me.
It hurt. It hurt so badly.
It felt as if my body was being ripped apart in a million pieces. My veins filled by the black smoke that engulfed me. My heart infected by its poisonous aura. My eyes occupied with its haunting smile. Blood splattered the entire room.
Am-
Am I dead?
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Vacation? Yeah, right. • Roblox Doors • OC •
ParanormalI wanted to write this fic because all Roblox doors fics that I've found are always making the entities human and writing some gooey sh*t between them😭 like bro it's a horror game I've been looking for an actual Doors horror fic for so long, but I...
