The mirror showed death.
Footsteps in an empty. House was silent but then came the unmistakable sound of footsteps, as if something invisible was walking around. It sent shivers down my spine.
How about 'Knock, no one there.' You hear a knock at the door, but when you open it, there's nobody. It leaves you with a sense of unease and the feeling that something is playing tricks on you.
I woke up. Everyone had no faces. Scary.
Dark Room. Just two words but it can be really scary. Imagine being in a pitch - black room, not knowing what lurks in the darkness.
The door creaked open. Darkness seeped in.
Walking alone at night, a cold hand grabbed my arm. It was terrifying as I couldn't see who it was, and the grip was so tight that I couldn't break free immediately. All I could think about was getting away from whatever it was in the pitch - black darkness.