Room no. 141
A horrifying tale, indeed. I have no clue who or what is behind it all, but people are disappearing, dying in the most brutal ways imaginable. And I… I’ve done nothing to stop it. It feels like a curse, a dark force stalking us all. I moved into this apartment a month ago, hoping to find my dead lover, but now, every passing moment feels like an eternity.
I can feel it—something is wrong, something much worse than I could ever have imagined. This nightmare isn't going to end well. I can sense it deep in my bones. I may be the next to die. The thought alone sends icy shivers crawling down my spine. The shadow is there, always lurking, always watching—waiting to end us all. It follows us, inch by inch, closing in. And there's no escape. I can't run anymore. No matter how fast I try, I know... I won’t make it out alive.
