The old metal door inside the broken wall moved slightly.
Creeeak…
Arman stood silently.
His hands were covered with black liquid.
The child's voice whispered happily,
"Brother… you finally came."
The girl with empty eyes said softly,
"If you enter, you cannot return."
Arman did not answer.
Because he already knew.
He had died in this house.
And death was not the end for him.
The metal door opened slowly by itself.
Dark red light came from inside.
Like burning blood in the darkness.
The wind inside the basement started screaming.
The woman's voice became angry.
"You are breaking the seal!"
Arman stepped closer to the door.
And inside the darkness, a small boy was sitting alone.
Covered in old blood.
He raised his head slowly.
And smiled.
"Brother… I was waiting for you."