I woke up, slightly dizzy. the freezing temperature froze my body making it impossible to move. I blink a few times before realising I was not in the haunted house cupboard anymore. all I could see was a black hall with the same old picture of a garden on the walls. it seemed there were no doors either.
"Quite, peculiar."
I steadily stood up and decided to start walking down the hall. the Hall was endless, I couldn't see an ending, the blackness almost seem to swallow the remaining of the hall. I glanced behind me. as far as I could tell there wasn't anything there. the wall completely disappeared. I looked back at the hallway. whatever is happening I'm sure I'll figure something out.
The halls soon started peeling the paint off the walls and specks of blood appeared. soon clumps of blood was splattered on the walls, and there was no gardening photos but that of a deep blue girl in the sea dying. I started jogging and running. The walls soon started clamping together a almost as If to squish me the roof is now to close to me, I fall to the ground. The walls and roof soon start to pummel me into the ground. I just started to feel my legs and face start to break when I woke up suddenly not believing I'm still alive
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Forged by greed
TerrorKelly cross has been robbed of all her money so she has to sleep inside of an old abandoned house of which has stirred up quite some superstition.
