Every town has a place people refuse to visit after dark. In my town, it was an abandoned house with a strange wooden door that had no handle, no lock, and no windows. Locals called it The Blind Door because no one knew what lay behind it.
They believed it opened only at exactly 3:00 AM.
Curious, I decided to find out. As the clock struck three, the silent street filled with icy wind. Slowly, the old door creaked open by itself.
Beyond it was not a room, but a long hallway swallowed in darkness.
A whisper echoed, "Come inside... we've been waiting."
Against my will, I stepped forward. Suddenly, dozens of pale hands reached from the walls, trying to pull me deeper into the endless corridor.
I screamed and ran. The door slammed shut behind me with a deafening crash.
When I reached home, I noticed something terrifying.
Every mirror in my house showed the hallway behind me instead of my room.
The next morning, the abandoned house had disappeared without a trace.
But every night at exactly 3:00 AM, I hear three slow knocks on my bedroom door.
I never answer.
Because I know the Blind Door has found a new entrance.
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