The Secrets To Be Told

Chapter 3 : The Passage

I walked into the passage covered with thick dust like winter's first snow. The walls had wild scratches around it, not many just few but the scratches were deep. Is it so some sort of warning for me to go back. I wanted to explore further just in case if I find my bag. The scratches looked like some creatures claw marks. It perfectly suited to define my wild Imagination. These marks made me feel guilty to move further inside. I wanted to go back but how...how can I leave without Oliver?. Unwillingly I walked straight towards the end of the passage and opened the last door towards my left, I chose this room because it was less spooky then the other doors. this was a room which was neatly arranged, but it was too dusty just like the other parts of the mansion. The room seemed to be like a kid's room. But one part of the room was modified to chain people up. That was weird I taught. So I started walking into the room. there was a table with wooden toys placed in it but these wooden toys were clean as if it was just used and kept back there. I went close to the table and was about to touch the wooden toy. Suddenly there was a noise like someone was tapping from the next room.

I slowly walked into the next room, My fear didn't want me to go but my curiosity didn't allow me to stay either. There was this brown door which was a bit broken with few cracks here and there. I touched the door knob to open the door. The door knob was freezing cold and soon my hands began to get cold too..... I could see cold breath coming out of my mouth... the whole place was actually turning cold.

Someone turned the knob from inside. The door opened automatically and right in middle of that room there was this man. He was tall, his head almost reaching that 7 feet tall ceiling, maybe he was 6 feet tall. He was a skinny guy. He was standing in such a way that his back faced towards me. He was watching something from the window. I could only see his olive green suit. he was whispering something, the sound of the whisper was awful, it was like someone scratching with fork. There was this whispers suddenly like someone was calling my name behind me. I turned slowly... no one, when I turned my head back, He was standing right in front of me. His tragic face which had the most piteous expression but it turned into a angry face with vengeance. I just fell to the ground after looking at his face burning away slowly, I could not move I was totally paralyzed except for my head and fingers. He pointed towards a very old wardrobe, it opened slowly with a spooky sound and there was a skeleton wearing the same clothes which the man was wearing. He faded away, then I realized that he was no man.. he was.... he was a ghost.

"Something in this place was not right". I was now free to move and so I ran as fast as possible. Running and running I realised that this passage was not ending. It was repeating again and again. As I went back through the passage I still came back to those six rooms. It was terrible and very scary. I didn't know what to do so I ran into the first room which lead to a cellar. I was Sweating and totally creeper out. I slipped from the stairs of the cellar and fell. the big and wide cellar had many paintings lined up in the walls, most of them were portraits, between these paintings stood a large mirror. All of the portraits were given a sad look. They had a deprived grim look. I accidentally dropped the metal pipe. So I bent Down to pick it up and when looked back ... all the portraits had a smile on their face. I got terrified and wanted to scream but my voice was stuck. It was like someone just holded my voice within me. Suddenly there was a breathing sound from this mirror. blood started flow through the mirror. There was someone on the other side writing and it read as ' I AM IN HELL HELP ME'

Now I rushed out of the cellar and for my luck the stairs were back. I ran down the stairs and when I reached the door.......it was gone....... The doors and the windows were gone and instead it was completely sealed with wall. I dropped the lantern and the metal piece and fell on the ground crying. I screamed "No this cannot happen I don't want to die" but my screams did not help me out. THIS HOUSE WAS NOT GONNA LET ME OUT.