Dread chilled me. Again, the sense of being watched. I turned towards the sound of the creaking door.
There, at the end of the landing, a room beckoned me, its door ajar.
Enough of this bullshit!
I strode forwards. A cold rush of air hit me at the threshold. A cry. Then – darkness.
This is the latest update in my attempt to write a story one tweet-sized installment (280 characters or less) at a time. You can read the first 20 installments as one continuous story here.