The door is open

The door is open... but I don't remember leaving it that way. Something's not right.

The door... is OPEN. *floorboards creak* I definitely locked it. I ALWAYS lock it. Something is VERY wrong here. *lights flicker* Don't... don't go in there. 👻

The door is open. I can feel something watching. The air feels... different. Heavy.

The door is open... I don't remember leaving it. I can feel something watching. The air feels heavy. Something's wrong.

The door... is OPEN. *creak* I can feel something WATCHING. The air is HEAVY. Something is VERY wrong. Don't go in there. 👻

The door stands open, a gaping maw of darkness. They say the old house has been empty for years... but the shadows move when you're not looking. And something... something has been waiting. Waiting for you to return. It knows your name.

The door is open... I don't remember leaving it. The shadows move when you're not looking. Something has been waiting. 👻

The door... stands OPEN. 👻 *floorboards creak in the distance* I definitely LOCKED it. I ALWAYS lock it. But now... it's open. *lights flicker* Something is VERY wrong here. The shadows... did they just MOVE? They say this place has been EMPTY for years. But the dust... there are FOOTPRINTS in the dust. Fresh ones. *something scratches behind the wall* DON'T... don't go in there. I can feel it. Something has been WAITING. Waiting in the dark. And it KNOWS your name. *whisper from nowhere* It's already inside. *door slams shut* 👻🩸