Whispers in the Walls

Every night, Anna heard whispers through the walls. At first, she thought it was

the pipes— Until the whispers called her name. She knocked on the wall,

heart racing. The whisper replied: “Help me.” Shaking, Anna ripped open

the drywall. Behind it— A hidden room. Inside, a girl sat in the

dark, chained and pale. Anna’s breath caught. “Who did this to you?” she asked.

The girl smiled, eyes black as night. “You did.”