A flower... that's it. It seems to be looking down or might be dead. You thought behind this door was going to be a monster or something. But instead of that, all you see is a flower. This flower might have been here for weeks before dying of hydration.
You look around and walked over to the flower. The odd thing was the flower still had a little bit of color. 'Should... should I touch it', was on your thoughts right now.
You hesitate for a second. Slowly your hand was reaching for the flower.
The flower pops its head up and almost hit you with something white looking. You didn't react, but instead just took a few steps back to examine the flower. It had one eye that was really wide. Its body seems to be ripped or hurt.
It didn't have a mouth which was odd.
"Welcome to hell..."
You just stared down at the "flower". What happened to it is the real question. Surely it has a family or friends to watch over it. Should they do something? At least now you know it's alive and would probably kill you right now.
But the flower is just staring at you. You can feel its eye staring into your soul.
"What now..."
