Escape From Hell Asylum
You decide to knock on the door, just to be polite. No one answers. You push the door open a little and can tell that the room inside is very dimly lit.
"Hello?" you whisper, "Can you, um, help me get a ride?"
You stand frozen, barely breathing, waiting for some response. All of a sudden, a wind blows from behind you sending a shiver down your spine. The door slowly creaks open from the wind.
You peer into the room and can just barely make out the faint outline of a large desk with an office chair behind it.
"Why have you come here?" The voice speaks again, more sharply, startling you.
The only light in the room was made by a few dim lamps and the thin sliver of sunlight coming from a window with drawn curtains.
The chair slowly spins around and the dark outline of a man is revealed. All around you is this immense feeling of eerie, thick, suspense as if you are being watched from every angle.
You stand frozen in horrific silence.
"Well?" the man says cooly with a malignant tone in his voice.
"Hello?" you whisper, "Can you, um, help me get a ride?"
You stand frozen, barely breathing, waiting for some response. All of a sudden, a wind blows from behind you sending a shiver down your spine. The door slowly creaks open from the wind.
You peer into the room and can just barely make out the faint outline of a large desk with an office chair behind it.
"Why have you come here?" The voice speaks again, more sharply, startling you.
The only light in the room was made by a few dim lamps and the thin sliver of sunlight coming from a window with drawn curtains.
The chair slowly spins around and the dark outline of a man is revealed. All around you is this immense feeling of eerie, thick, suspense as if you are being watched from every angle.
You stand frozen in horrific silence.
"Well?" the man says cooly with a malignant tone in his voice.