Life is collectively referred to as a dark fantasy, although many of us attempt incorporating ideas in our head, searching for ways to escape reality. I for one believe anything that can befriend you, can kill.
Every creature has a dark side but mine doesn't have my best interests at heart, I mumble short prayers, locking all the doors and windows shut.
Every step I took upstairs, made the wooden stairs creek, I keep having this feeling am been followed but every time I look back, am left with goosebumps and my head increasing in size.
I swallowed an imaginary saliva down my throat and continue walking up slowly otherwise I will freak out and run upstairs, that will mess up my night.
If you know anything about darkness, you'll know it leaves no room for the weakest heart. This foreign presence happens whenever am home alone, I made a research on the life beyond and discovered that the level of one's fear determines how far we're willing to let the darkness in.
I gently crawl under the duvet and sleep on my right side facing the door, my heartbeat was accelerating, you could hear every beat of it. 2,3,4 minutes later, the gruesome feeling was gone and I accidentally took a nap that lasted for two minutes until my ears picked a creaking footstep 👣 approaching in the direction of my room, dragging a metal object on the wall, I froze on the bed.
I searched for my phone under the duvet and my eyes found it far on the table which was close to the door, this wasn't a normal circumstance so, my mind is blank.
"Do you wanna play", the voice said, sounding distant but very near. That was when I remembered all the short phrases used in horror movies, I stupidly find myself screaming them one by one.
Is anyone out there?
"Who the hell are you?"
Show yourself coward.
"What do you want from me?"
The noise died down and just when I thought it's over, the door to my room was kicked open with full force.
Day Update : Friday & Sunday
Time : 04:00 PM (UTC +7 or Jakarta Time)
The Faith Providence Highschool Ghost Hunters Club is tightening its belts for an expedition into the Pool Park Asylum. This building fell into disuse after serving as a treatment facility for individuals with mental health issues. The reasons behind its collapse are complex and varied, despite the apparent sparing of no expense in its construction. However, a myriad of scandals has imbued the building's history with an absurd and terrifying value, leading to its failure in the market and eventual abandonment.
Rumors abound of horrifying occurrences such as poltergeist activity, shadowy apparitions, whispers, and the screams of a woman. It is said, like a comet returning once in a century, there was once a patient whose outer beauty was inversely proportional to her tormented psyche. Ostracized from her family for bringing shame and deemed to have no future, she became prey to the predatory behavior masked as medical treatment, sealing her fate in darkness and despair.
Anyone daring to step foot in this place is assured a fatal outcome.