Willow Lane Whisper

Would you open a door... if someone whispered your name from the other side?

The old building on Willow Lane had one rule: Never touch the sealed door.

But Mara heard a soft whisper: 'Mara... open it...' She checked cameras;

the hall was empty. But then, she saw it. The door was

breathing. Expanding and contracting, like something inside was inhaling. That night,

the whisper returned, hungrier: 'Mara... let me out...' Neighbors heard her

running, but she never made it outside. The next morning, the door was

open a crack. Something wet was dripping out. If a door whispers your name...