Scrap #5

5.

I was at a long blood-red corridor with no memory on why I ended up there whatsoever. I tried to walk pass the long corridor. And suddenly, I heard a sound of chimes. I kept on walking, and the sound felt closer. My head ached, my vision blurred. At the end of the corridor, I found a blood-red door. I opened it. And I swear that I would never EVER want to see what my eyes witnessed there, EVER again.

It… It was……..

 

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