Novel & Cerita I Was Crazy Once They Locked Me In A Room

They screamed— “You went up? You opened 509? You woke it up!” They told us— The room had been sealed 22 years ago. The man inside— A psychiatrist. He experimented on the insane. Went mad himself. One night, he locked himself inside… Scratched his own face off… And died. But his laughter— Still lived there. We ran. That night, Megha fell ill. The next day, her pulse slowed unnaturally. On the third day, she slipped into a coma.

he said in a firm voice that allowed no argument. My jaw nearly hit the floor when I realized they expected me to stay here, alone, in this dark and strange room. I opened my mouth to protest and stepped toward the exit, but they shut the door before I could speak. The familiar click of the lock told me everything. Prisoner. Their footsteps faded as I kept pulling on the handle, trying to get out. I looked around the room for another exit, then sat down hopelessly on the couch in the center. A few minutes later I found myself back at the door again, trying to break the lock.

Like I’m the crazy one. I hurried up the stairs. When I reached my room, I pushed the door open and froze.

My jaw clenched so tight it hurt. I kicked the door hard enough to make it tremble. My breath came in ragged bursts. “I swear to God, when I get out, I’m going to deal with every single person who kept me in this room! Do you hear me? EVERY. SINGLE. ONE!” Silence answered. As it had for three days. I grabbed the handle, shook it violently. The lock held. Of course it did. This was a palace. Security was probably laughing at my futile attempts.

It's like a storeroom "Stay here until you learn your lesson " he said and locked the door leaving me all alone here. No!!! He can't lock me in a room. Dammit i am a claustrophobic. "Please take me out of this room. Please i am begging you " i screamed and bang the door but there was no response. I continued screaming and banging the door for few minutes but at last i gave up. I know that he is angry and won't let me out of here.

It was happening so fast that I forgot to yell for him. He had grabbed my arms and pushed me inside the room, locking it from the outside. My brain finally began to process through the situation, he had locked me up in a dark room with no light, no cellphone, and nothing. What the heck was wrong with him? "You yell and the next person opening this door will be Irvin. So, I don't hear a single utter from you until you promise to stay loyal to me." He grunted from the other side of the door to halt my struggles.

I shouted as I struggled to run to the door before they locked it. "Yes," the tattooed one urged me to continue, raising his eyebrow. "I didn't do it, I swear to God" I sobbed, hating to be locked in the dark. The place reeks of blood and urine. I heard the sound of the steel door locking and the sound of their footsteps fading as they went further away making me cry even more. I don't know if to regret leaving Denver's or regret leaving the room at the time of the incident. I cried till there were no more tears in my eyes and my eyelid couldn't stay up any longer as I gave up to sleep which was nowhere near peaceful.

Everything looked too perfect too intentional. “Where... am I?” I murmured, touching the back of my head. The room was decorated like a luxury suite, but it felt like a cage. I stumbled to the door and tried the handle. Locked. My pulse spiked. “No. No, no, no,” I muttered, banging on the door. “Let me out! You can’t keep me here!” Tears blurred my vision as I slammed my fists against the wood. “Let me out! Please! I don’t want to be here!”

I didn't have my phone with me so I was stuck in his room, reading a few of his books until I fell asleep. I woke up at 7;41 as I heard the knock on the door. I quickly pulled my shirt skirt down a little as it was almost showing the color of my panties. Yes, it was that short. “Oh, my dear mate and Luna.” Krazy smirked as he opened the door and walked over to where I was. I rolled my eyes and turned to leave but he grabbed my wrist firmly. “Locking me in your room is an insensitive thing to do, now let me go, I need to hear back to where I am comfortable staying.”

I was in a room designed with the color blue, a bed on one corner and two set of chairs and also a small table. where am I? I thought as I looked at everywhere then the memories of last night came rushing in my head and it drawns to me that I've been kidnapped. I stood up immediately and started hitting the door loud "let me out!!" I screamed as I banged on the door continuously and just then the door knob was twisted as a huge guy in black came in "keep your mouth shut missy" he said with his harsh muscular voice "let me go" I said and tried to reach for the door and it was as if I was hit with force as I landed on my butt with bruise