She approached the unfamiliar door and nervously took the key from her pocket. She took a deep breath, unlocked the door, paused, and then opened it. To her horror she saw a dark room with eerie silence. One baby step at a time she walks inside the room. When she is halfway inside the door shuts behind her on its own. How could this happen she wonders as there isn't any wind blowing? She is now too spooked to think straight. There isn't any light, breeze or sound to help her think where to go next or what to do.
In fear she starts sobbing. The sobs open up another realm of fear as she can't hear her own sobs. Hoping to find an exit she starts walking and suddenly feels something light and fluflly by her leg. For a brief moment she calms down hoping it is a pillow or a soft blanket. Suddenly there is a small ray of light coming in. Sadly she can't see where the light beam is coming from.
When she looks down she sees tuft of feathers. She leans to look at it and sees blood on the feathers. Now she is screaming and yet the noise gets lost in the void. The beam of light becomes bigger filling up the entire room. All around her she finds dead birds. The door now disappears and the dead birds comes alive. At this very moment she starts bleeding all over her body. Witches drop down from the ceiling as she is passing out. The witches converse amongst themselves saying the ritual is complete as she takes her last breath.
© anoldsoul