Full Of Mystery Story

Endless Park 2 House

I look down. And when I step again, that's when I see it.

Or rather, not seeing it. My shadow is not there. I don't have time to scream. I ran as fast as I could to the other door and threw myself thoughtlessly into the room outside.

The fourth room is probably the most terrible room. When I closed the door, all visible light was sucked out and put back into the previous room. I stood there, surrounded by darkness, unable to move. I'm not afraid of the dark and never will be, but I'm really scared. All the views have left me. I hold my hand in front of my face and if I don't know what I'm doing, I'll never know. Darkness that cannot be described. I can't hear anything. Silences. When you're in a Soundproof Room, you can still hear yourself breathing. You can hear yourself alive.

I can't.

I started to stumble forward after a while, my racing heart was the only thing I could feel. There is no door in sight. I'm not sure there's a door this time. The silence was then broken by a low hum.

I felt something behind me. I spun wildly but could barely see anything. But I do know. Regardless of how dark it was, I knew there was something there. The buzz was getting louder, the closer. It seemed to surround me, but I knew whatever was causing the noise in front of me, started to inching closer.

I took a step back; I never felt such fear. I cannot describe the real fear. I'm not even afraid I'm going to die; I'm afraid of the more sinister alternatives. I'm afraid what's in this place is doing something to me. Then the light came on for a moment and I saw it.

There aren't. I didn't see anything and I know I didn't see anything there. The room returned to darkness and the hum became a wild screech. I shouted as an attempt to resist that sounded futile; I couldn't help but hear this damn voice for a minute. I ran backwards, away from the noise, and looked for a door handle. I turned around and fell into room five.

Before I explain room five, you have to understand something. I am not a drug addict. I have no history of drug abuse or any psychosis other than the childhood hallucinations I mentioned earlier, and that is only when I am really tired or just waking up. I entered the NoEnd House with a clear head.

After falling from the previous room, my view of room five was very unexpected. What I saw didn't scare me; it just surprised me. Trees grew in the room and loomed over my head. The ceiling in this room was higher than the others, which made me think I was in the middle of the house. I got up from the floor, cleaned myself up, and looked around. It must be the biggest room of them all. I could not even see the door from where I was; various shrubs and trees blocked my view from the exit.

As I entered further into the room, I began to hear what people would hear if they were in the forest; insect chirping and the occasional flutter of birds seemed to be the only ones accompanying me in this room. That's the thing that bothers me the most. I heard insects and other animals, but I did not see any of them.

I began to wonder how big this house was. From the outside when I first walked there, it looked like an ordinary house. There might be a bigger side, but this almost resembles the forest here. The canopy covered my view from the ceiling. However, I assume there is still a ceiling, no matter how high it is. I can't see the walls either. The only way I know I'm still indoors is that the floor is still the same as the other rooms: standard dark color wood panels.

I kept walking, hoping the next tree I passed would open the door. After a while of walking, I felt a mosquito fly into my arm. I flicked it and kept going. A second later, I felt about ten more soils on my skin in various places. I felt them crawling up and down my arms and legs and some walking across my face. I flailed wildly to catch it all, but they continued to crawl. I looked down and screamed stifled – more like moaning to be honest. I did not see any insects. There was not a single insect on me, but I could feel them crawling.

I heard them flying in my face and stinging my skin but I could not see a single tail. I fell to the ground and started rolling wildly. I'm desperate. I hate insects, especially insects I can't see or touch. But these insects can touch me and they are everywhere.

I started crawling. I don't know where I'm going; the entrance is nowhere to be seen and I still haven't seen the exit. So I just crawled, my skin wriggling with the presence of those stealth insects. After a few hours, I found the door. I grabbed a nearby tree and propped myself up, mercilessly patting my hands and feet to no avail. I tried to run, but I couldn't; my body was tired from crawling and dealing with whatever it was that was me. I took a few shaky steps to the door, grabbing every tree on the way to lean.

It was only a few feet away when I heard it. Low buzz from before. It came from the next room and it was lower. I can almost feel it inside my body, like when you stand next to an amplifier at a concert. The feeling of insects on me lessened as the buzz grew louder. When I put my hand over the doorknob, the insects were completely gone but I had not turned the knob. I knew that if I let go, the insects would come back and there was no way I would go back to room four.

I just stood there, my head stuck to the door marked six and my hands shaking still holding the knob. The buzz was so loud that I couldn't even hear myself. There was nothing I could do but move. Room six is next, and room six is Hell.

SERIATE....