White face (working on)
It was a dark night, I opened the door with many questions in my head still, and they kept piling up, I walked in the dark, the moonlight illuminated the floor, the White face in the dark taunted me with its childish games and bloody humour, and as I walked, I heard it follow me, scraping on the floor with every step, the sound of the scraping went throughout the entire pitch black halls, and it was only then, I felt truly terrified, I no longer cared for the answers to my many questions, I simply wanted a way out, the White face presented a gun, and a knife, the gun had two bullets, one for me, one for, it, And a knife, to end my life or its, life. I grabbed the gun and shot at the face, the bullet obviously had no effect, I smiled in a defeated manner, pulled the gun up to my head and pulled the trigger, the bullet, didn't pass all the way through, in fact, it seemed like it was stopped, I fell, as a result of the pain, the White face continued to smile, this was just its way of toying with me, before I died, everything turned into a blur, I woke up.