Until then, I had never felt that level of abject fear, there was this cold feeling going down my spine. I wasn’t scared of dying, I was scared of what would happen to me if I lived, if I would ever be sane in mind ever again. I was afraid of what the thing lurking in the darkness had in store for me, I wonder what it was and what it might want. The humming noise grew louder and louder until it built to a crescendo.

Then, for a split second, there was a flash of light before the room was plunged back into darkness again. In that split second, I saw that the room was empty. There was nothing there. Maybe it was my mind playing tricks on me. The hum was now a wild screech and I had to cover my ears and run forwards. My hands fumbled blindly and desperately for the door handle and when I found it, I wrenched it open and fell into the fifth room.

Looking up at the ceiling, I was shocked to see that the room was covered in trees. Their branches towered above my head and the room appeared to be extremely large. It was as if i was in the middle of a huge forest. The floor was lined with tall bushes and shrubs. It was impossible to discern where the exit was, I was lost and confused, unsure of what to do next but I made up my mind that there was no going back as I had gotten this far. As I made my way deeper into the room, I began to hear the sound of birds chirping and insects scuttling through the undergrowth. I could hear them, but I couldn’t see them. As though I was hallucinating but if felt so real and I could swear this was not normal

I kept walking, hoping that the door would lie behind the next tree I passed. After a few moments, I heard a buzzing sound and felt something land on my arm. I shook it off and kept going, but a few seconds later, I felt about ten more insects land on me. They were crawling up and down my arms and legs, and some even jumped onto my face. I flailed my arms wildly, trying to swat them, but they just kept crawling all over me, I was terrified, I thought was going die, I fought valiantly for my life as I gasped out for air. Looking down, I didn’t see a single bug, but I could still feel them on my skin. I dropped to the ground and began to roll around, desperately trying to crush the insects, but it was no use. I could still feel the etching feeling all around my body.

I began to crawl, even though I had no idea where I was going like a blind man crawling with no direction. The entrance was nowhere to be seen and I had yet to find the exit. So I just kept crawling, invisible insects biting into my skin, inserting its sharp teeths in my skin as I cried out in pain but never the less I kept going. After what seemed like hours, my body was exhausted and I began to give up all hope. I thought to myself, this was how far I could go and it was the end of the road for me, as I was about to give what I presumed to be my last breath

Just then, I heard a low, droning hum. It was the same as before and it seemed to be coming from somewhere in front of me. I pulled myself up by grabbing a tree for support and took a few shaky steps. It was then that I noticed the door. It was only a few feet away from me, but it was covered in ivy, making it almost invisible. I just stood there, my head pressed against the door marked six, my hand shakily grasping the knob. The hum was so loud I couldn’t even hear myself think. There was nothing I could do but move on.

Room six was next, and room six was hell.

I closed the door behind me, my eyes held shut and my ears ringing. The hum was surrounding me. As the door clicked into place, the hum was gone. I opened my eyes in surprise and the door I had shut was gone. It was just a wall now. I looked around in shock thinking if I make it out of here alive I won't take any more dare devil bets. The room was identical to room three – the same chair and lamp – but with the correct amount of shadows this time. The only real difference was that there was no exit door and the one I came in through was gone. As I said before, I had no previous issues in terms of mental instability, but at that moment I fell into what I now know was insanity. I didn’t scream. I didn’t make a sound.

At first I scratched softly. The wall was tough, but I knew the door was there somewhere. I just knew it was. I scratched at where the doorknob was. I clawed at the wall frantically with both hands, my nails being filed down to the skin against the wood. I fell silently to my knees, the only sound in the room the incessant scratching against the wall. I knew it was there. The door was there, I knew it was just there. I knew if I could just get past this wall –

“Are you alright?”

I jumped off the ground and spun in one motion. I leaned against the wall behind me and I saw what it was that spoke to me; to this day I regret ever turning around.

There was a little girl. She was wearing a soft, white dress that went down to her ankles. She had long blonde hair to the middle of her back and white skin and blue eyes. She was the most frightening thing I had ever seen, and I know that nothing in my life will ever be as unnerving as what I saw in her. While looking at her, I saw something else. Where she stood I saw what looked like a beast. It had a man’s body, only larger than normal and covered in hair, but its head was not human. It had the head of a ram and the snout of a wolf. It was naked from head to toe and its toes were in the form of black hooves. It wasn’t the devil, but at that moment it might as well have been.

It was horrifying. The man-beast and the little girl in front of me… They were the same form. I can’t really describe it, but I saw them at the same time. They simultaneously occupied the same space in that room, but it was like looking at two separate dimensions. When I saw the girl I saw the form, and when I saw the form I saw the girl. I couldn’t speak. I could barely even see.