I moved into my uncleβs old house after he died. The house was quiet. One room stayed locked. A red door. No one talked about it.
I found the key in his coat. I opened the door.
Inside the room, everything was clean. The bed was made. A chair faced the window. The air felt heavy. I saw a notebook on the bed.
The notebook had only one sentence on each page.
Page 1: Do not stay in this house at night.
Page 2: It hears you.
Page 3: It watches from the hallway.
Page 4: Do not open this door again.
I closed the notebook. The hallway floor creaked. I knew no one else was in the house.
I stepped out of the room. The red door closed itself behind me. I did not touch it.
I slept in the living room. I did not sleep long.
At 2:14 AM, something walked past me. Slow steps. Heel. Toe. Heel. Toe. The steps stopped at the red door.
The door handle turned once. Then stopped.
I moved out in the morning. I did not take anything except the notebook.
The last page showed a new sentence.
Page 5: You should not have opened it.
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