Purplebunny2519

An omniscient monotone hum and a slight static sound, like that of an old tv filled the room. My footsteps rioting off the walls and ringing back through my own ears. Was I dreaming? A place I had believed to have never seen before feels somehow so familiar. As I continue to walk, the hallway grows longer and longer. Doors with no handles trace my adjacent walls, no windows just the flicker of candlelight. I come to a holt, so immersed in this eery atmosphere I hadn't even realized the hallway had begun to shink. Growing smaller and smaller the walls seemed to be shifting as if they were beings themselves. Claustrophobic feelings rush thr