I wonder why nobody is home… Wait a moment… what’s that? There, a noise upstairs, something really loud. “Mom?â€?

The stairs creaks beneath my feet as I ascend towards that strange noise. Another one, this time louder. Reaching for the door knob, hand sliding against the door, I feel a knot in my stomach. The knot is something of fear, and something of anxiety. It is bitterly unpleasant, and it intensifies as the sound comes again. This time, I hear it a bit more clearly. It sounds like two people arguing.

Everything around me starts getting black.

Warping

Twisting

The walls grow higher, the door frame tilts, vines crawl up the walls. My heart is racing, and the arguing is louder. I still can’t make it out, but something tells me to leave. I turn about, race down the steps, and make for the door.

However, I can barely see, everything is black except for the red illumination from the lamp standing on the table. Where did the door go? I hear sobbing from under the table.