Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24143974-20141211092728

It was cold. I turned on my heater, hoping that it could give me some warmth. Ever since I moved into this house, I've been feeling cold. The room appeared dirty, the walls were covered with black stains and had the words "YOU'LL NEVER GET OUT OF HERE" written all over the far right wall. The floorboards would creak every time I step on it. The room was small, as if it was made for a mouse.

Seven years before I moved here, an "incident" occurred in this very room. A mother of three, dressed in all-white and looked to be in her late 20's, was kidnapped and stabbed twenty nine times in the neck and was left to die. The room still smells like her carcass even if I spritzed the room with my air freshener.

I leant over to eat my last donut, only to be interrupted by a call. I thought it was going to be Jack, whom was a good friend of mine, again. Jack was a friend I knew since kindergarten. He had shiny, brown hair, wore glasses, and appeared 6ft 3. However, it was not Jack this time. It was someone whom I've never seen or heard before. Curiously, I answered the phone.

The caller appeared to have a deep voice and kept repeating the words "You'll never get out of here", which coincidentally were the same words that appeared on the far right wall. Immediately, I disconnected the phone.

As I felt worried and scared, a ghostly shadow appeared on the windows of the room, which were located next to the writing on the wall. I slowly backed away from the window, watching the figure as it slowly faded into the darkness. I hurried out of the room, hoping that whatever that was wouldn't find me. However, the door shut tight before I got out of the room. The ghostly figure repeated the words "You'll never get out of here", twenty nine times before it appeared in light. The ghostly figure was a woman dressed in all-white, appeared in her late 20's, and appeared pale.

I fear the worst is yet to come. 