Beware [COMPLETED]

11. Hidden exits

Blinding light blazed out and forced the brown eyes to shut due to its piercing force. Autumn covered her eyes with her hands from the light and squinted. A click sounded from behind her as the light in front of her slowly dimmed down. Once she got her vision back, Autumn found herself in the bedroom she had claimed as hers in the mansion. Perplexed, she looked around and found the room in the same condition it was when she had last seen it.

Streaks of moonlight penetrated through the glass window and illuminated the room. With a beat of reluctance, Autumn moved over to the wardrobe and tried opening it, only to find no door there. There was only texture and design of the door, but not one in real life. That moment Autumn knew that the room was part of the maze.

As her hands explored the walls for any sort of indentation to give away a door, the room grew darker. Outside, the moon started to hide away behind the thick veil of the clouds and the wind turned harsh. Frustrated, Autumn sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her face with her hands. She ran a hand through her hair and gripped the roots tightly.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door. With a start, Autumn's head snapped up and her gaze moved to the door of the room. Her heart raced as adrenaline pumped through her veins. She held her breath for a moment of silence, when another sudden bang came. Autumn jumped and her face paled as she realised that the sound had come from the wardrobe. In another instant, the wardrobe rocked back and forth slowly.

Swallowing hard, Autumn stood up on her trembling legs and walked over to the wardrobe. Her hands shook as she raised them up to the handle of the door. For a second, Autumn believed that the door wouldn't open as it hadn't before, but she was proved wrong.

The only sound in the room was the creaking of the door as it opened. The inside was dark and only the outline of some hung up clothes could be seen. Slowly, the frightened girl pushed some coats aside to look at the back of the wardrobe. Due to the utter darkness inside, she couldn't see anything. She took the torch from her bag and raised it to the back. The moment the light was brought to life, there was a loud bang. Autumn screamed and dropped the torch while staggering back. Her heart pounded so hard in her chest as if it would jump out at any given moment. Cautiously, she bent down to grab her torch and then turned it on again. She raised it to the opening in the door and to her surprise, there was nothing and no one inside.

Anxiously, she searched inside again and again, until she was looking frantically. She couldn't take it anymore. Something had to be done. As Autumn was looking through the closet one last time, another knock came, and this time she noticed that it was coming from behind the piece of furniture.

With her heart in her throat, Autumn moved to the side of the wardrobe and started dragging it forward. The foot of the closet left a dust free trail as it moved ahead. Once done, she hesitated before moving to the back and her eyes and mouth went wide.

There was a gaping hole in the wall. The wall was roughly broken down with sharp edges of bricks jutting out. The hole was big enough to enable a person to walk through while bending slightly. Autumn stopped at the entrance and realised that the hole led to the locked room beside hers. It also happened to be the same room she had woken up in with a candle waiting for her.

With her nerves on alert, Autumn put foot after foot in the room until she was entirely inside. A low screeching sound came from behind her and she turned around just in time to see the wardrobe moving back in its place. A loud crashing sound resounded and a small cloud of dust blew in the face of the only occupant of the room. Autumn rushed to the now closed entrance and tried to push the closet, but it did not budge. All her efforts were futile.

Taking a deep breath, she started examining the room. With every passing second, Autumn's nerves heightened and more gloomy darkness crept around her. As she was looking through the same closet that had shown her some visuals before, something in the environment shifted. Unbeknownst to Autumn, a blemished figure moved with the stealthiness of an assassin towards her from behind. Autumn's hands moved about the inside of the closet with her torch tucked under her chin. She pushed at the walls of the wardrobe, oblivious to the hand that was now a couple of inches away from her.