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The door opens no one is there, who could have it been I wonder…Could it have been the kids down to the road or something unnatural? I look outside. Just as I suspected no one is there except the lonely, quiet street. Thinking that it was the kids on the street playing a prank, I turn around and close the door. The door closes slowly with an eerily screech and then the room goes dark and something hits the floor hard. Next thing I know, I'm somewhere but I don't where. It looks familiar but I can't tell, I can't move as well and I'm just left to lie there for God knows how long...