The hum of the fluorescent lights buzzed in the underground waiting room. The air was damp, thick with the smell of rust and mildew. A half-dozen people sat on the cracked plastic benches, their eyes fixed on the door at the far end of the room. No one spoke, but the tension in the air was palpable. They all knew the rules.The door only opened once. At exactly 2:00 a.m.
It had been like this for years, maybe decades. No one really knew. Most of the regulars had stopped asking questions long ago, resigned to the wait. The door was their only escape, but it was a gamble—no one knew what lay beyond it. Some said it led to another world, others said it was a trap, an endless cycle that swallowed those foolish enough to step through.
Anna had been coming here for weeks now. She was new to the city, new to the life that brought her here—lost, broken, and running out of options. The door called to her. But she wasn’t like the others. She wanted to know what was on the other side.
The clock on the wall ticked louder, the second hand inching toward the hour. A sharp, almost imperceptible sound broke the silence—the faint rattle of the door’s handle.
"Don’t do it," someone whispered. Anna didn’t recognize the voice, but she felt the weight of the warning. “It’s not worth it.”
But she stood up anyway. Her heart was pounding. The others were frozen, staring at her, their eyes wide with something that wasn’t quite fear but something worse. Something like... regret.
At exactly 2:00, the door creaked open. A sliver of blackness filled the threshold, but Anna could feel something more—a cold, unnatural presence that whispered her name.
She stepped through.
The last thing she heard before the door slammed shut behind her was the sound of the clock ticking, counting the seconds of her life.
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