The hallway stretched longer than it should have. The house felt… bigger inside.
Suddenly, Ethan saw something at the end of the corridor.
A little girl.
She wore a torn white dress. Her hair covered her face.
"Hey… are you lost?" Ethan asked.
Slowly, she lifted her head.
She had no eyes.
Only dark, empty holes.
Black liquid ran down her cheeks.
Ethan screamed and stumbled backward.
The girl's mouth opened unnaturally wide.
"You can't leave," she whispered.
The lights flickered.
When they turned back on, she was gone.
But wet footprints appeared on the floor.
Leading toward him.