The Mysteries Part 1

The journey begins.

This is not the kind of place where you go outside after dark. Believe me. Many did not listen and they did not come back. Jess was one and five years later she has not returned. I don’t think that you are listening to me. Please. I really wouldn’t open that door. If you do, you’re on your own. I cannot. I will not go with you. I watch as you slowly twist the handle. There’s a gleam in your eyes; excitement. I’ve seen the same with the others who have gone before. I back away. I cannot watch you step out into the hell beyond, where the dark is filled with screams and cries of pain. You are on your own.

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