As I walk though the entry way, I realize instantly the way that the room gives off a creepy, light feel. It is immaculate. It feels so empty, even though it’s not. It is clear that the residence of the room tried to make the room feel relaxing or calming, but only made it feel eerie. So eerie.
The color of the room is white. The floors are white, the walls are white, the curtains are white, even the ceiling is white! There also candles. Typically, candles give off a nice warm, cozy feel. But not here. Not when the entire floor is lined with the deep burning flames that seem to say, “watch out, I’m watching you”. Not when I am so nervous I can’t help but tremble. Not when I don’t know what’s behind each and every corner.
There may not be a person standing there, right in front of me, but you can feel a presence. Not even a human presence. I may not be able to see it with my eyes, but I know it’s there.
I can feel the cold wind blowing onto my back. I can practically feel the arms wrapping around me. I quickly turn around and stare into the distance and realize there’s no one there. I turn back around, and keep walking.
