Curiosity's Hidden Dangers

“You think ordinary days are boring… until you stumble into something you shouldn’t.”

It started on a normal afternoon. I was walking through the city, headphones on,

when I noticed a small alleyway. Something about it felt… different. Maybe curiosity,

maybe boredom—I turned in. The alley was quiet. Too quiet. The walls had strange

graffiti, lights flickered, and a weird smell lingered. Then I heard footsteps.

Not behind me. Not ahead. Somewhere I couldn’t see. I kept walking,

pretending I didn’t notice. At the end, a door appeared. Ordinary at first…

but strange symbols were carved into it. I could hear faint whispers.