Stairs to the Unknown...
Stairs to the Unknown... horror stories
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For the Commaolympics 2.0 run by @rockerz! Thx @zeti for sitting next to me while made our entries!

Stairs to the Unknown...

My foot falls on the first step, my heart thuds.

My foot falls on the first step, my heart thuds. A growl is heard from above.

My foot falls on the first step, my heart thuds. A growl is heard from above. Something steps next to me.

My foot falls on the first step, my heart thuds. A growl is heard from above. Something steps next to me. I couldn't cast my eyes at it.

My foot falls on the first step, my heart thuds. A growl is heard from above. Something steps next to me. I couldn't cast my eyes at it. It seems forbidden to look up from the ghastly steps.

My foot falls on the first step, my heart thuds. A growl is heard from above. Something steps next to me. I couldn't cast my eyes at it. It seems forbidden to look up from the ghastly steps. I was tempted and I spotted feet, ragged and dirty beside my own.

A screech was heard from afar.

A screech was heard from afar. I looked up, panic-stricken.

A screech was heard from afar. I looked up, panic-stricken. Another screech, but this time my own.

I stared at myself, a mirror, a reflection looking into my eyes.

I stared at myself, a mirror, a reflection looking into my eyes. I felt a drop of dread in my heart.

I stared at myself, a mirror, a reflection looking into my eyes. I felt a drop of dread in my heart. It wasn't me.

I stared at myself, a mirror, a reflection looking into my eyes. I felt a drop of dread in my heart. It wasn't me. It was a ghost impersonating me, luring me to death.

I stared at myself, a mirror, a reflection looking into my eyes. I felt a drop of dread in my heart. It wasn't me. It was a ghost impersonating me, luring me to death. I take a swift step up the as the ghost steps down and away, rejected.

I stared at myself, a mirror, a reflection looking into my eyes. I felt a drop of dread in my heart. It wasn't me. It was a ghost impersonating me, luring me to death. I take a swift step up the as the ghost steps down and away, rejected. My bare feet stopped at a dirty axe.

I stared at myself, a mirror, a reflection looking into my eyes. I felt a drop of dread in my heart. It wasn't me. It was a ghost impersonating me, luring me to death. I take a swift step up the as the ghost steps down and away, rejected. My bare feet stopped at a dirty axe. Blood was spread across the floor.

I pick up the axe, a splinter pricking my thumb.

I pick up the axe, a splinter pricking my thumb. I steady myself.

I pick up the axe, a splinter pricking my thumb. I steady myself. With each step, my hands tremble and my heart shatters into thousands of crystals of glass.

I pick up the axe, a splinter pricking my thumb. I steady myself. With each step, my hands tremble and my heart shatters into thousands of crystals of glass. The last step arrives, the planks creak.

I pick up the axe, a splinter pricking my thumb. I steady myself. With each step, my hands tremble and my heart shatters into thousands of crystals of glass. The last step arrives, the planks creak. I hear a crash upstairs.

I pick up the axe, a splinter pricking my thumb. I steady myself. With each step, my hands tremble and my heart shatters into thousands of crystals of glass. The last step arrives, the planks creak. I hear a crash upstairs. I ready the axe and step up.

My lips sealed, my voice mute.

My lips sealed, my voice mute. I crouch down so it can't spot me.

My lips sealed, my voice mute. I crouch down so it can't spot me. I look back at the impenetrable stairs and see a body lying limp from the banister, the ghost wandering away.

My lips sealed, my voice mute. I crouch down so it can't spot me. I look back at the impenetrable stairs and see a body lying limp from the banister, the ghost wandering away. I start for the next room.

My lips sealed, my voice mute. I crouch down so it can't spot me. I look back at the impenetrable stairs and see a body lying limp from the banister, the ghost wandering away. I start for the next room. But as soon as I take a step forward, something tackles me to the floor.

I scream my final breath.

I scream my final breath..

I scream my final breath...

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