Room 306: The Hungry Darkness

They told me not to enter the abandoned hospital, but curiosity always wins.

The halls smelled of mold and rust, every step echoing like a warning. Then I found it—Room

306. The walls were smeared with something dark and sticky, like dried blood.

The floor squished under my shoes, wet and warm, though the building had no water.

In the corner, something moved. At first, I thought it was a man,

but as I came closer, I realized it wasn’t breathing. Its skin was peeled away,

strips of flesh hanging like torn fabric. Yet somehow, its eyes followed

me. I wanted to scream, but before I could, the walls pulsed. The entire room