Not Insane, just different

Chapter 21: True Fear

watching my innocent self just live her happy life is like watching one of those "life just flashed before my eyes" things. It was dreadful. While we were stuck trying to figure out what this last midnight game was, all we could is watch my old self enjoy her life before she died.

We glanced at the time. It was 6:09PM. we walked around my room, and we tried to fix all the missing pieces together as to what was really going on.

We couldn't figure out the mystery night game.
We couldn't get out of this.
And we definetly couldn't figure out who this man was. Our best guess was Big Man. But we weren't even sure if he was real.

Worrying was all we did. Until it became literally 12AM. My past self was now in bed, on her phone. The moment it became twelve we heard the voice of something. It was like singing some angel like tone. We still didn't know what to do. Yet, we were allowed to now roam around the house atleast. It was scary though. As we walked through the dark hallway, paranormal things happened. The nightlight randomly shut off. The closet door creaked open.

But worse,

You could hear a murmering. We can't make out what the voices are telling you, but it sounded too demonic to be a true human. We crept downstairs. We decided to look for something, ANYTHING, that could give us a clue as to what night game we were trying to do. At the end of the stairs, was the full dark room. It was silent.

You couldn't hear our dad snore.
You couldn't hear anyone snore.
You couldn't even hear that horrible ringing in your eyes.

All you could hear, was the voices of a demonic being.

It presences was close. I can feel it. But then.....

Your old music box...