Talk:NoEnd House/@comment-29934611-20170112183215

When I turned the key to the house and opened my front door, I immediately blacked out.

I woke up to the sound of a door closing. The first thing that I noticed was that I was not holding anything. When I realized I lost my prize envelope, I felt an impulse to search for it. After all I've been through, there's no way I'm losing that $500 prize, but when I began to look around me, I found myself in that same room again, the one with the single chair, only this time I was sitting on it. I heard faltering foosteps and turned my head towards where the sound came from. Then I saw a man--weak, hurt, confused and appeared like he just escaped hell. He looked like he was fed up with everything and just wanted to get over whatever was haunting him.

That moment my heart sank. Of course, this was the NoEnd house.

I felt tears welling up my eyes at the realization, and I could not think of anything else to do but beg him, "Please...please, don't do it. Please, don't hurt me."