THROUGH THE KEYHOLE ✔

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Breath. Don't breath.

Close your eyes tightly and count to ten.

Don't open your eyes no matter what, and pray that it will be all over soon.

That was the rules.

That what it told them when the game started less than 24 hours ago.

It was how they were supposed to survive until the end.

A game that they didn't want to have any part of but for some reason they had to take part in it.

Unfortunately, no one lasted long enough to make it through the end.

Marla, the last one of six that arrived days before long with the others was trying her best to survive.

Already showing scrapes and bruises of her will to fight to live as she had to watch the others succumb to death that most likely awaits her.

Using her mouth to keep her breathing hidden while she hid, hoping that she would be safe until the front doors open so that she would know for a fact that she won the game.

She was a survivor.

She could remember when they all arrived at the house, how everyone scattered around, picking their bedroom, still couldn't believe how much they all had paid to stay there.

How huge the house was, yet old at the same time.

How Marla ended up being the last due to exams.

She wasn't there to hear the old man's forewarning that explained not to select the room with a stained glass door.

"You may have any room, but stay away from that room," he warned.

However, Marla again wasn't there to hear the warning, and when she arrived all rooms but that one was taken.

And drawn to it she was as she stood outside the door with her one suitcase, the right arm automatically in motion raising up to turn the knob.

A feeling of no turning back as a bit of wind flowed out as if the room was sealed for a long period of time.

Marla stepped slowly inside. A queen-sized bed made up, a rocking chair that moved as if someone was once sitting, and got up suddenly and straight in front was the miniature house of the same house Marla and the others were in.

She casually walked in the room, it was a lot bigger than the other rooms combined.

Marla was excited that she received the biggest one since all her life, she always had to share with her younger siblings, now she wished that she either sharing a room with them or one of the others that pitched in to stay here for the remainder duration of the school year.

Now, she hiding, sadly awaiting her faith as she heard the sounds of the door opening and heavy footsteps walking inside.

She tightening her hand against her mouth, praying that it didn't hear her. That he would leave and let her live.

But his manic chuckling that caused the hair on the back of your neck to stand, echoed through the room as he approached where Marla was as she sobbed.

Fresh tears trickled down her cheeks as she knew that she had lost as she felt his deathly breath, breathing on her face.

Marla was grabbed instantly as eyes opened and she saw the endless souls prison inside the dark eyes of the being who was about to kill her.

She screamed but nothing came out from her mouth as she was being consumed by darkness.

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So this was my submission in for the Grudge Movie contest. I've been wanting to do this type of story genre for the longest. After the contest is over, I'll follow up with more details.