House of Horrors Part 1
Only the rhythmic thud of water hitting the floor, mixed with ragged, labored breaths, like a man on the brink of death.
Inside, Malik stared at his reflection in the foggy mirror. But the face he was staring back at wasn't his. It was distorted—flaming, bloodshot eyes, a mouth twisted in a sinister grin. He staggered back, but the image followed him. It laughed when he yelled.
A raw scream erupted from his throat, shattering the oppressive silence of the apartment.