I knew there’s something wrong the moment I entered this long, narrow corridor. This place cannot be emptied, but it is today, because it is the only way connecting the old building to the new one. In fact, I hear a lot of voices every morning – friends saying “Hi” as they bump into each other, the loud singing voices of rockstar wannabes, and even the exchange of hurtful words from two mortal enemies. But now, there’s nothing to be heard except for the loud thud created by my own shoes as I hurried my way towards the exit. But the problem is… there’s no exit.
To be continued.
horror story ba ito? hehe
I love the photo, though it’s a bit creepy. hehehe
I like it. I like the initial conflict. Nice.
ur newest blog so far?? hehe. kamusta rob? namis kita ah! apir!
Wow. You write well, huh? Links ex.
nice shot… the place looks creepy though…
Galeng!
Walang bago?
Sige hintayin ko.
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Mooore. Mooore! ;3
I love it. I just love it.
i think long corridors are creepy. *scared*