Midnight.||P.J.M [DISCONTINUED]

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29th November 2016

Hey guys! I've moved into a cottage house just like I've mentioned before, and it's absolutely beautiful! The vintage interior made me love the house more and the dolls placed on the shelves...

I stopped and thought of what to write. The strange encounter i had yesterday, was it really a hallucination?

Their beautiful.

I sighed, closing my laptop and getting myself a drink before i continue. It was late in the afternoon and just like always, the house was dead silent, except for the intermittent creaks.

Well, i was alone.

I headed to the fridge and got myself a drink, and just as i turned back my gaze met the mirror again.

The horrifying encounter i had yesterday crept in my mind again, and i shuddered before making my way to the mirror. My fingers ran across the crack once again, but this time merely touching it. Sighing, i turned the mirror around. It's giving me the chills just by looking at it.

"She covered it up."
"We cant see her anymore."
"Make her turn the mirror back!"

I looked around, surprised that the familiar voices were back. The rocking chair was moving gently again, and the dolls on the shelf were scaring me.

Their eyes were blinking.

I shook my head as i closed my eyes. What was wrong with me? Why do i keep seeing things?

"You're not." My eyes shot open as the tattered old doll sat right infront of me, on the counter top. I moved back, afraid that it would attack me. I threw it out! I threw this doll out yesterday!

His eyes were staring right at me. One of them had fall out, but the other one remained at where it was. I took a deep breath before sprinting back to my room, making sure to lock it.

It's only been two days and I'm experiencing this.

I calmed myself down before i sat back on the chair, and turning on my laptop again.

"Open the door Soniaaa~" 

It was Jimin's voice.

He knocked on the door, each time three knocks before he stopped again.

"You dont want to know what happens if you dont open this."

The screen from my laptop became black, before it showed a dimly light room with a few bloody corpse laying on the floor. I gasped, covering my mouth at the horrifying sight infront of me.

"It's going to be you next." He chuckled, and i rushed to open the door, to see his bloody face.

"Ah, so you opened the door." He smiled before gripping onto my neck, his gaze turning fierce. Pushing me into the room, he locked it and threw me on the bed.

"Listen princess, you should have read the rules. It's written in blood by those who suffered before you. Each time someone dies, they write down a new rule, so that no one gets hurt like how they did. But you, you threw it away. Dont you know how many rules you've broken?" He hovered on top of me and i could feel blood dripping on my face. I froze as his cold hands touched my cheeks, and he simply chuckled.

"We dont give many chances. Throwing me out of the house? Thats a big no no. I'm old and tattered, but I'm the strongest spirit in this house. So try messing with me babe."

"So-sorry." I whispered, but it was as if he didnt hear it. His grip was on my wrist as i struggled to break free, but it only made things worse.

"You have another chance princess, since you only arrived yesterday. Its your last warning. Turn the mirror back and read the rules properly. Unless you want a broken limb and a few fingers off your hand." He whispered before letting go, and he was gone.

The rules sat on the table as i picked it up, making sure to read every single one of the rules.

"Never throw the tattered doll in the cupboard away."