Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28970644-20190321182755

When you were a child, you ran away from a certain place, whether it be a garden shed or a locked room in the house. You don’t remember much else other than the sheer terror you’ve experienced. Ever since then, the door has been locked, never to be opened. At least, for now.

Since then, you have been plagued with nightmares and not the monster girl kind, I mean. These nightmares have continually haunted you to this very day.

In hopes of ending these nightmares, you have decided to return to the place where you ran away from a decade ago.

It couldn’t have been anything too scary, probably a stray doll lying around or something else insignificant.

However, as you inched closer to your childhood home, you feel a sense of déjà vu. You feel like you’ve already been here before as an adult, right? In fact, you feel like you have already visited this place many, many, many times, too many to count.

Flashes also appear to you, flashes of a familiar figure, even though you’ve never seen them before. You see a woman, except she has a few uncanny features. Features you knew made her inhuman.

After getting the key to the locked door, you stand in front of the door. That feeling of terror courses through your veins and permeates you body. You feel paralyzed by the fear. However, most of all, you felt as if you’ve been here before, like you have experienced this moment before.

You feel an eerie feeling of familiarity, even though you haven’t dared tread near the door since the incident that took place so long ago.

   You find that your body is acting on your own, as if it already knows what to do. No matter what you mind may be thinking, you body isn’t listening as you push the key into the lock, turn it until you hear a click, and open the door.

You see absolute darkness, with only a small trail of light coming from the room to illuminate it. Again, it all feels so familiar. Too familiar.

Your body again takes charge as you find yourself walking into the darkness, shutting the door behind you, and pulling out and activating a flashlight.

As you continue your search, you find a small doll. Was this the source of your terror? Did this scar you for life? Did this haunt you throughout your entire life? Was this the cause of your misery?

You hoped that this was the answer, but you knew it wasn’t. Like, on a subconscious level, you knew this wasn’t the answer you were looking for. Yet, it didn’t stop it from sending shivers down your spine.

You find yourself paralyzed in fear from the doll, yet it wasn’t the doll that scared you. Like everything happening throughout the day, it always had that eerie feeling of familiarity. You’ve seen this doll before, and you weren’t scared of it.

'''It was what came after that was the source of your fear. '''

You find your body ignoring your commands to move, being absolutely motionless from terror. You knew something bad was coming, but you didn’t know what.

<p class="MsoNormal">After brief period of silence, you sense a figure approaching behind you. You couldn’t muster the courage to turn you head around, more or less try to run away. Yet, the figure kept getting closer and closer. Finally, you could feel her press her body up against your back and you felt her breathing on your ear.

<p class="MsoNormal">After what seemed to be an eternity, she finally spoke.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Welcome back!”

<p class="MsoNormal">WWYD

<p class="MsoNormal">PS: Bonus points if you know the reference <ac_metadata title="All Too Familiar"> </ac_metadata>