
Walking into the bathroom and taking a look around you notice that this bathroom seems a little more modernized than some of the rest of the house.
After you get full inside the door closes quietly behind you and as you turn to see the door closed fully you hear a soft 'click'.
With a few quick strides you go over and find that it is locked, no matter how much you pull or push the door doesn't seem to give way to anything.
Turning around to see if there is another way out you see the interior of the place has totally changed.
Once pristine and white now the area is awash with crimson gore.
The bathtub as been filled will blood and there are multiple small objects floating and bobing inside of it.
Upon closer inspection they are doll heads, most are shaven or have only a few clumps of hair left.
Bubbles start to rise to the surface, taking a few steps back you quickly hit the wall.
A skinned girl, maybe about 8 or 9 years old burst through the surface of the water, fingers and arms outstretched as she tries to pull you in.
She shrieks with a bloodcurtling wail as her white dead eyes lock into yours.
Closing your eyes with a scream your frozen waiting for the envatible that will never come.
You hear a soft click at the bathroom door and you open your eyes to see things back the way they were, the door slowly swings open to let you out once more.
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After you get full inside the door closes quietly behind you and as you turn to see the door closed fully you hear a soft 'click'.
With a few quick strides you go over and find that it is locked, no matter how much you pull or push the door doesn't seem to give way to anything.
Turning around to see if there is another way out you see the interior of the place has totally changed.
Once pristine and white now the area is awash with crimson gore.
The bathtub as been filled will blood and there are multiple small objects floating and bobing inside of it.
Upon closer inspection they are doll heads, most are shaven or have only a few clumps of hair left.
Bubbles start to rise to the surface, taking a few steps back you quickly hit the wall.
A skinned girl, maybe about 8 or 9 years old burst through the surface of the water, fingers and arms outstretched as she tries to pull you in.
She shrieks with a bloodcurtling wail as her white dead eyes lock into yours.
Closing your eyes with a scream your frozen waiting for the envatible that will never come.
You hear a soft click at the bathroom door and you open your eyes to see things back the way they were, the door slowly swings open to let you out once more.
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