The corridors, elevators, public restrooms, washing machines, and mirrors you pass every day are all hiding things that eat people.
Empty elevators become overloaded, old washing machines spin by themselves in the dead of night, eyes watch you from beneath public restroom stalls, and a human face presses against your peephole.
They don't barge in or scream. They just wait for you to look one more time, hear one more sound, or answer one more call.
By the time you realize something is wrong, you've gone from “witness” to the one replacement they've always been missing.
Those sounds aren't the wind. They're you, the next one to be taken, crying.
All stories are pure fiction. If you're easily frightened, please move along!!!
