You’re feeling brave, and decide you will investigate. You carefully climb the stairs, listening for the noise. It hasn’t gone away, and now that you are closer you are almost certain it is TV static. You come upon a hall with three doors, and after checking the first two, discover that the sound is coming from the third.
You go enter the third room and immediately regret the action when the door swings closed behind you and you hear the unmistakable click of the lock. You fiddle with the doorknob, but it won’t budge. You call for Chelsea, but she doesn’t seem to hear you. With no other choice, you look around the room.
The only light source in the room is very faint since it comes from an old TV showing only black-and-white checkered static. The sound is very loud, almost louder than comfortable. In the corner of the room there is a figure hidden by shadows.
The static grows louder and you blink and plug your eyes, but in that split second of darkness the figure vanishes. Your heart races. The television gets even louder, and you are suddenly aware that something is directly behind you.
You don’t dare turn around, even as you begin hyperventilating. The temperature in the room drops and you can see your breath in front of you. You feel the creature lean closer.
A sudden creaky laugh sounds right in your ear and you gather air to scream. As you do, skeletal hands clasp your shoulders and shake you—hard. You hear and feel a snap in your neck and when the skeleton lets go of you, you fall to the ground.
The laughing and static continue, and then you are gone.
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