In the darkness of night, I found myself wandering through a never-ending corridor filled with endless doors.
With each step I took, a sense of dread and unease filled me to the core. The sound of creaking floorboards echoed through the empty space, sending chills down my spine.
As I reached a particular door, a feeling of foreboding washed over me, but something compelled me to open it.
The moment the door creaked open, a torrent of blood came rushing out, staining the floor red. My heart raced as I stepped inside, only to find myself in a nightmarish scene.
In the center of the room, a figure stood with their back turned to me. Trembling, I approached, only to see a horrifying sight - their neck had been cut off, blood gushing out in a gruesome display.
As I recoiled in horror, the figure turned around to reveal a face identical to mine. Panicking, I tried to escape the room, but the door had disappeared, leaving me trapped in this nightmare.
Desperation clawed at my soul as I searched for a way out, but the walls seemed to close in on me, suffocating me with every passing second.
Just as I thought all hope was lost, a whisper filled the room, promising a way out if I could solve the mystery within.
Frantically, I searched for clues, piecing together fragments of memories and fears that haunted me.
In a sudden burst of realization, I understood the symbolism behind the nightmare - the severed neck represented the loss of my voice, the blood the pain I carried within.
With newfound clarity, I faced my doppelgänger and spoke the words I had long buried deep inside. As the room faded away, I awoke from the dream, gasping for breath.
The haunting imagery still lingered in my mind, a reminder of the darkness within me. But with the dawn of a new day, I vowed to confront my fears and embrace the complexities of my inner self.
The End.
Thanks for reading,
Epic Written By © Dave Sun
All right Reserved.