NoEnd House (Part 2)

On the surface, it looked like a normal room. There was a chair in the middle of the wood paneled floor. A single lamp in the corner did a poor job of lighting the area, and it cast a few shadows across the floor and walls. That was the problem. Shadows. Plural. With the exception of the chair’s, there were others. I had barely walked in the door and I was already terrified. It was at that moment that I knew something wasn’t right. I didn’t even think as I automatically tried to open the door I came through. It was locked from the other side.

That set me off. Was someone locking it as I progressed? There was no way. I would have heard them. Was it a mechanical lock that set automatically? Maybe. But I was too scared to really think. I turned back to the room and the shadows were gone. The chair’s shadow remained, but the others were gone. I slowly began to walk.I used to hallucinate when I was a kid, so I wrote off the shadows as a figment of my imagination. I began to feel better as I made it to the halfway point of the room. I looked down as I took my steps, and that’s when I saw it. Or didn’t see it. My shadow wasn’t there. I didn’t have time to scream. I ran as fast as I could to the other door and flung myself without thinking into the room beyond.

The fourth room was possibly the most disturbing. As I closed the door, all light seemed to be sucked out and put back into the previous room. I stood there, surrounded by darkness, and couldn’t move. I’m not afraid of the dark, and never have been, but I was absolutely terrified. All sight had left me. I held my hand in front of my face and if I didn’t know I was doing so I would never have been able to tell. Darkness doesn’t describe it. I couldn’t hear anything. It was dead silence. When you’re in a sound-proof room, you can still hear yourself breathing. You can hear yourself being alive. I couldn’t. I began to stumble forward after a few moments, my rapidly beating heart the only thing I could feel. There was no door in sight. Wasn’t even sure there was one this time. The silence was then broken by a low hum.

I felt something behind me. I spun around wildly but could barely even see my nose. I knew it was there though. Regardless of how dark it was, I knew something was there. The hum grew louder, closer. It seemed to surround me, but I knew whatever was causing the noise was in front of me, inching closer. I took a step back, I had never felt that kind of fear. I can’t really describe true fear. I wasn’t even scared I was going to die, I was scared of what the alternative was. I was afraid of what this thing had in store for me. Then the lights flashed for less than a second and I saw it. Nothing. I saw nothing and I know I saw nothing there. The room was again plunged into darkness, and the hum was now a wild screech. I screamed in protest, I couldn’t hear this goddamn sound for another minute. I ran backwards away from the noise and fumbled for the door handle. I turned, and fell into room 5.

Before I describe room 5 you have to understand something. I am not a drug addict. I have had no history of drug abuse or any sort of psychosis short of the childhood hallucinations I mentioned earlier, and those were only when I was really tired or just waking up. I entered the NoEnd House with a clear head.

After falling in from the previous room, my view of room 5 was from my back, looking up at the ceiling. What I saw didn’t scare me, it simply surprised me. Trees had grown into the room and towered above my head. The ceilings in this room were taller than the others, which made me think I was in the center of the house. I got up off the flow, dusted myself off, and took a look around. It was definitely the biggest room of them all. I couldn’t even see the door from where I was, various brush and trees must have blocked my line of sight with the exit. Up to this point I figured the rooms were going to get scarier, but this was a paradise compared to the last room. I also assumed that whatever was back in room 4 stayed back there. I was incredibly wrong.