The basement door closed behind Arman.
A loud sound came.
Bang!
Arman turned back quickly, but there was only darkness.
He was trapped.
The red glowing eyes slowly moved closer from the corner of the basement.
"Do you feel it?" the woman's voice whispered.
Arman did not answer.
His heart was beating like a broken drum inside his chest.
Then he saw something moving inside the dark wall.
Slowly… very slowly…
A girl was coming out from inside the shadow.
Her long black hair touched the floor.
Her white dress was dirty and torn.
Her eyes were empty.
"No… please…" Arman said quietly.
The girl stopped walking.
Then she spoke.
"You promised to stay with me."
Arman's legs started shaking.
"I don't remember…" he said.
The girl's face suddenly changed.
Blood started flowing slowly from her eyes.
"You said you would never leave this house."
The basement air became heavier.
The clock outside struck eleven forty-five.
Fifteen minutes left.
The girl stretched her hand slowly.
"Come back to us… Arman."
And suddenly, Arman remembered everything.
The night.
The rain.
The girl.
And the day he died inside this house.