15. Room


Emma tip-toed up the stairs with a flash light in her hand. The stairs creaked as she continued her climb.

And before she knew it, she had arrived at the third Floor. A door lay in front of her. Twisting the door knob slowly, the door opened with a creak, revealing an empty room with a table dusted with a light lining of dust and spiderwebs. Emma shivered; she hated spiders. Suddenly, a gust of wind came out of nowhere and the door slam shut, locking Emma in the room. The girl stared at the fireplace, starting to feel uneasy.