They didn’t cut the lights out. Someone is standing at the entrance of the hallway. They’re unmoving, but I feel their eyes boring into where we stand. My hand tightens around my gun, and I slowly raise it, preparing for them to attack. Then, they slowly step back and disappear down the hallway again, the glow taking their place once more. My heart pumps wildly in my chest. Shit, that’s freaky. Even I can admit that.
EWWWWWW I HATE THIS!!! SO FUCKING SCARY
