HIDDEN EDGES
I ask with so much hate and anger in my voice, but he only chuckles.
"You'll see," he says and then puts his right palm on the bathroom door, saying some incoherent words.
I try to listen, but it's too low a whisper for me to hear.
My heart starts to race as I look at him in confusion, not knowing what he's doing, what he's about to do nor can I do anything to stop it even if I tried. A few seconds later and the door clicks, my eyes shoot up, and I see the door start to open slowly by itself. He steps back, and the door opens widely, revealing a steep dark room with no single form of light, emanating a grotesque stench and horrid aura.
Bab Populer