Truth or Dare
Part 02
Part 02
After actually reaching the hallway I realized that there was no
way that I was going to be able to see anything. I put my hand up
and touched the wall and took my two first steps forward gently
brushing my finger tips against the wall. I kept walking slowly
down the dark hall. I couldn’t see a single thing; at this
point I was scared out of my mind. I jumped when my fingers hit
something. I think it was just a door frame, I tried to look into
a room and I saw things that looked like shelves and shelves of
books. My curiosity got the best of me and I walked into the
strange room. I walked up and down the rows of shelves. I could
see a little bit now because there were small windows above the
book cases. There had to be hundreds of books. I’ve never
seen this many except for in libraries. I kept following the rows
until I reached the end of the room. There was a desk with unlit
candles on it and stacks of books. I grabbed one of the candles
and remembered a lighter I had in my pocket. I lighted the candle
and looked around. There was a book lying open on the desk. I
took a closer look at it and both the pages it was open to were
blank besides two words
Look up.
I looked up and saw an amazing tile design. It seemed almost like a story. There was a young woman is a formal dress and she was beautiful. Then in the next picture of her there was a man standing behind her. He looked way older then she did and he had a hand on her shoulder and he was smiling. She had her hand on top of his but the look on her face was far from happy. Next, there were little kids around them, obviously it was their children. The picture showed the couple standing together with the women looking lovingly upon her kids, but she stood awkwardly with her husband. The rest of the pictures just showed the man and the children, but the women was missing. The children grew up without a mother. The the children started disappearing out of the picture one by one, they barley looked old enough to be getting married or leaving home, even for back in those days. The old man is standing alone smiling in the last picture. What happened to them?
Suddenly I felt a bone chilling breeze; I heard a slight creaking and turned to see what it was. A rocking chair that I hadn’t noticed before was rocking back and forth. The window wasn't open and I felt no breeze. I wanted to get out of there more than ever now. I rushed towards the door. I hoped I could find an exit quicker with the candle light. I continued down the hall, the candle helped a lot but I still didn’t have enough light. The end of the hall was still a dark shadow.
Look up.
I looked up and saw an amazing tile design. It seemed almost like a story. There was a young woman is a formal dress and she was beautiful. Then in the next picture of her there was a man standing behind her. He looked way older then she did and he had a hand on her shoulder and he was smiling. She had her hand on top of his but the look on her face was far from happy. Next, there were little kids around them, obviously it was their children. The picture showed the couple standing together with the women looking lovingly upon her kids, but she stood awkwardly with her husband. The rest of the pictures just showed the man and the children, but the women was missing. The children grew up without a mother. The the children started disappearing out of the picture one by one, they barley looked old enough to be getting married or leaving home, even for back in those days. The old man is standing alone smiling in the last picture. What happened to them?
Suddenly I felt a bone chilling breeze; I heard a slight creaking and turned to see what it was. A rocking chair that I hadn’t noticed before was rocking back and forth. The window wasn't open and I felt no breeze. I wanted to get out of there more than ever now. I rushed towards the door. I hoped I could find an exit quicker with the candle light. I continued down the hall, the candle helped a lot but I still didn’t have enough light. The end of the hall was still a dark shadow.
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