Something was very wrong.
My gut twisted as I stood in the middle of the bathroom, surrounded by a silence that felt too heavy. Too expectant- I knew something was coming but I couldn't place my finger on it .
The flickering torches barely warmed the damp air, and the scent of mildew and old water mixed with something sharper, something I couldn't quite place but it sent a chill down my spine.
Then, I heard it.
A faint shuffle. A quick intake of breath.
I turned my head sharply, trying to pinpoint the movement, but the space around me felt...wrong. The walls seemed to close in on me and the air was too still.
Then,soft laughter echoed through the bathroom.
Low and mocking.
My stomach clenched and I broke into cold sweat as I tried to observe my environment.
I took a step back, my pulse hammering in my ears. "Who's there?" I yelled out.
There was no answer.
I swallowed hard and reached out for the nearest sink.
