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Dust and Shadows

After waking up, a man finds himself to be stranded in a room with the locked door. Stranded with nothing in the room apart from a closet, a mirror , and an empty vase. With no clue of where he is, or even who he is.

Padapada · Horror
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3 Chs

3 : The Closet (2)

It took me a while to comprehend that the sounds were exactly the same. After that, the fear started to take control over my mind. Still, curiosity prevailed.

I took a deep breath, held it, and yanked the both doors out at the same time.

I became more confused, because there was nothing inside, just am empty closet.

Then, what actually made the banging sounds? I asked myself in my mind.

I studied the sight in front of me more carefully. There was a mirror attached to the right door of the closet. It was a bit taller than normal human height. On the left side had only a bar for hanging a small thing such as tie and stuff.

There was nothing at all inside of that closet. Just a longer bar on the upper side of the closet which was generally used to hang the hangers and clothes.

After a while, I could not find anything useful, so I closed the closet and sat in front of it with nothing left to do.

Then they came again. The banging sound, from the inside of the closet.

Being panicked I quickly stood and puled the doors open. The sight I saw was not what I expected at all.

There was a person inside the closet, trying to kick the air into the space which lied the doors of the closet. It was like the entity was floating in the air, but actually, the person is hanged with the long hanging bar, the head stuck out and the bar pressed the person on the neck.

The person continued to kick as if he or she was trying to get free from being lock.

I stumbled back, suddenly, the closet doors were slammed closed. Silence took control over the room again.

I just sit there on the floor after the fall.

"What in the hell was that?" I murmured to myself.

I walked there again, and with all the courage I still had left at the time, I slowly reopened the doors.

There was nothing inside the closet. As if nightmare I saw in a few moments ago was just a hallucination.

Then I heard the voice whispered into my ear.

"It is your fault." The voice whispered.