The Forbidden Room
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Ryan interrupted me "Whats in that room?" He said Pointing to a door on the opposite side of the room. I could hardly see through all the boxes
I stood up to see what Ryan was talking about. And sure enough there was a old wooden door with a metal frame that looked like it just walked out of a old movie.
I just stared at it. I had lived in this house for almost seventeen years and I had never noticed a door there before. I got up, the diary and a dagger still in my hand and walked over to the door slowly. As I got closer I noticed a small sign on the door it read "The Forbidden Room" the same words in the locket I found. I wanted to open it and see what was in the other side but I was hesitant to. It could be dangerous. But my curiosity got the best of me, I reached my hand out to turn the door knob. I could hear Ryan's deep breathing behind me. My hand touched the cold metal knob. My body filled with excitement and anticipation. I twisted the handle and opened the door and was suddenly engulfed in a bright flash of white light.
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