Dreaming- A Niam Fanfiction

Familiar.

Like I've done it before.

The exact same thing.

At the exact same place.

The feeling is creeping me out.

I've never been here...

...have I?

I'm standing in front of the two doors.

They both look bigger and darker than they did before.

Like they've also grown, together with the house.

Everything I get closer to, grows.

I can feel something pulling at me, taking me to the left door.

At the same time something else is pulling at me, moving me to the right.

I stumble around, and try to grab a hold, but nothing is standing close enough.

I think both of the doors are important.

There's something behind both, that I need to see.

I look at both of the doors.

Left or right, right or left?

The pulling keeps going on, until I stumble over to the left door, grabbing the wall tightly just to keep standing.

I'm standing in front of the massive dark brown door, staring at it.

I don't know what to do.

Should I open it?

But what's behind it?

Maybe something that'll kill me.

My heart is pumping loudly in my body, making me nervous.

I have to open the door.

I don't have another option.

Well, maybe I have, but I don't know the other option.

It feels like I can't think of anything else anymore then the big door in front of me.

It's the only thing swerming through my thoughts.

Let my hand linger over the doorknob for a second, until I grab it tightly.

My hands are shaking, just like my legs.

My whole body actually.

I can't do this, but I need to.

I need to know what's behind the door.

It's something really important.

It feels like my whole body is pulled towards something behind the door, like it's a magnet for my skin.

I slowly turn the knob, with my shaky fingers tightly grasped around it, until I hear a click.

I close my eyes tightly, take a deep breath, and step inside.

It feels like the ground is shaking, and a sharp pain enters my brain.

I move my hands to my head, like that's going to help.

I slowly open my eyes, and what I see, freezes me.

I can't do anything but stare.

My heart is beating heavily in my chest, like it wants to jump out and run away from this place.

I'm in the bathroom.

Red drops on the wall.

Actually not drops, but big spots, smeared out on the white tiles.