Slowly breathing, I slumped down onto the dark room. Hell, I didn't care what room it was anymore, I just wanted to get the hell out of the bathroom. The saltwater was in my mouth as I attempted to breath normally. Attempt failed. I didn't want to admit it, but I was scared. 

My hand was shaking at this point. Why I ever bothered to do this, I don't even know.

Her name is Sina. She's still old doll I found inside my dirty closet. She's trying to find me now, a knife as a weapon. I put my head down onto my lap, still shaking. I sniffed, trying to be quiet. I wouldn't dare speak a word.

Something inside me wanted to open the lights, but I couldn't. I would be breaking the rules of the game. I took a breath and tried to think of happy thoughts. Stupid, hilarious thoughts. My heart started to calm down until I heard the television outside the room.

"Where. Are. You."

I froze.

No.

The television seemed to be changing channels as each word sounded like it came from a different person. Even with the thick and locked door, I could clearly hear the television.

"Are. You. There."

There was a loud pounding onto the door. A woman's giggle was all I heard. The static of the television was all I could think of. I couldn't think clearly, I thought I was going to faint. 

I crawled under a desk, and the door busted down like it was a piece of paper. I opened my eyes and I couldn't breath.

The doll was there, holding the knife, blood coming out of its head. I wanted to scream and instead spit all the salt water in my mouth onto the doll. Grabbing the knife, I cut it pieces. And pieces. Until I was screaming as the static of the television drew my voice away.

A/N : if you guys don't know, this story is based on a game called "hide and seek alone"
i advise you not to play it if you know what is good for you.