takingoffmyhood: stairs
The stairs are slippery.
Why are we here?
Why are we going down
to the basement of End House?
We should have stayed
far away from this house.
Only bad things have happened here.
Strange lights in the dark of night.
People lost within its deserted walls.
We’re next.
The next victims.
The door just slammed shut.
It’s locked.
The floor is filled with water.
We can’t go back
but only forward.
The walls are shaking.
What’s that loud noise?
Cages are descending
from the ceiling.
They’re trying to catch us
with their pointy edges.
Circular saws are cutting
across the room,
looking for our heads.
We must make it across
the dark water—in one piece.
I can see steps in the distance.
A door is opening.
Maybe we could escape
from this hell.
Oh no!
What now?
THE DEAD GAME has begun.
THE DEAD GAME
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