Chapter 3 : [Beginning] (Friend Ver.)

Part 3,let's go

You took several turns around the house, there doesn't seem to be anything suspicious happening. Although the whole thing about this never ending dream is suspicious anyways... 

At the very least, it can't get anymore worse than it already is. You can't expect a supernatural being to appear suddenly.

Same as before, every corner you turn from in the house, something will change. Although the pattern is similar that there's always a change, you don't know what the change may be.

Torn wallpapers, broken lights, things like that just become a common occurence to you.

After going around the house six times, it wasn't long before you lost all hope.

The path to the living room have been obstructed with rubble, and you lack both the mental and physical strength to get across.

You harbour this feeling as if it was a normal occurence, the feeling of being forever stuck in a never ending cycle.

Could this be your punishment? Have you ever done something wrong?

Finally, the feeling of despair and fear set in, you burst out with tears, not knowing whether there ever was a solution to this loop.

“No, this is not the time to give up. There must be a way out.” You recite to yourself as if it was a sutra, trying to cheer yourself up with a cliche superhero quote.

You continue walking towards the door which "resets" the nightmare, that's where you hear a sound. Just like a moan, behind you.

You instinctively tilted your head to face the direction of the moan.

There was a woman in the far end of the corridor. She was dressed in a long white dress, with extremely pale skin. Looking closer, you see that the clothes were tattered and torn.

She also seemed to be faceless. She never moved, not even an inch.

Although you were able to analyze closely with detail, you couldn't hold back from being frightened at the sight, you tried to scream, but you can’t. You can only shiver with fear. 

Somehow, you mustered the courage to make a move. You slowly inched backward while facing her, making sure you never lost eye contact with her. She might just suddenly dash forward

and kill you. You reached for the door and desperately look for the knob. You never felt as much security with that very door than you ever have. You swore searching for the knob took

way longer than it should've been. You were straining your eyes, refusing to close it despite your eyes giving out on you. While you were desperately struggling with fear, 

she only stood still, never moved from where she was. Fear then grasped your heart fully only when you closed your eyes.

And you felt a sharp pain.

You open your eyes again. Mysteriously, you don't feel any pain, other than your headaching and your heart beating faster than it ever had.

Once again, you were in the kid's room. What used to be your most feared place has become a secure heaven for you.

You come back to reality, and sat down on the bed. You took in the despair once again just by looking back what you just saw.

You found tears rolling down your cheeks, one tear, two tears, and then an outburst. You kept complaining why you deserved this torture.

“Please! Someone, anyone, help me!”. You are then replied to by echoes again, which drove you a little more "daring".

Unwillingly, you stood up and went towards the door, staring at nothing but the wood which you never really bothered to look at. You only hope that you would never see that again.

You then realize that your pants are wet. Every moment you thought of that sight, it only horrified you to the point of madness.

You are sure that when you get out of this hell, the first thing you'll do is change your pants.

You slowly peek out of the door, making sure that she’s not there.

You breathe out slowly, and open the door as slow as possible. However, the creaking sound of the door was not a sound you liked to remember. It was only a matter of time before you went

insane. Due to habit, you walked forward and only forward. You almost reached the end of the corridor.

You hear a screech behind you. 

And you couldn't hold it back anymore.