The Empty Room

As soon as Emily and her husband moved into their new home, they noticed that there was something strange about it. It wasn't anything they could put their finger on, just a feeling, an unease that seemed to linger in the air. They chalked it up to moving jitters and the fact that the house was old and in need of some serious repairs.

But then they found the empty room. It was on the second floor, tucked away behind a heavy wooden door that seemed to creak on its hinges every time they passed by. When they opened it, they were surprised to find a room that was completely empty. There were no windows, no furniture, no decorations. Nothing at all.

At first, they thought that it was just a storage room, perhaps for the previous owner's belongings. But as they looked closer, they realized that it was much stranger than that. There were no signs that the room had ever been used for anything. No scuff marks on the floor, no nail holes in the walls. It was as if the room had never been lived in.

Emily and her husband, John, were puzzled by the empty room, but they didn't think much of it at first. They were too busy with the move and getting settled in their new home. But as the days passed, they found that the room was starting to get to them. Every time they passed by, they felt a sense of unease, as if something was watching them from within.

One night, they decided to investigate. They stood outside the door for a long time, listening for any sounds from within. But there was nothing. Just silence. Finally, John mustered up the courage to open the door and step inside.

The room was empty, just as they remembered it. But there was something strange about the air inside. It felt thicker somehow, heavier. And there was a faint smell, like something old and musty. John tried to brush it off as just their imaginations, but Emily couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

Over the next few days, they started to notice that the door to the empty room would close on its own. At first, they thought it was just the wind or a draft from the old house. But then they started to hear noises from within. Scratching sounds, like something was moving around inside. They tried to ignore it, but it was impossible.

One night, they decided to confront the room. They opened the door and stood in the doorway, peering into the darkness. And that's when they saw it. A figure, standing at the far end of the room, shrouded in darkness.

They couldn't make out any details, just the vague shape of a person. But they knew that there was someone there. Someone or something. They tried to speak, but their voices caught in their throats. They backed away slowly, but the figure didn't move. It just stood there, watching them.

From that moment on, the empty room became a source of terror for Emily and John. They tried to avoid it as much as possible, but they knew that it was always there, waiting for them. And they knew that whatever was inside, it was not something they wanted to face.

Finally, one night, they could take it no longer. They decided to confront the room once and for all. They opened the door and stepped inside, shining flashlights into the darkness. And that's when they saw it. The room was not empty at all. There was something there. Something that had been waiting for them all along.

As they stared in horror, they realized what it was. A portal. A gateway to another dimension. And something was trying to come through.