“Sit tight, we will come back later.” He spoke and walked away from the door, Jess moved and pulled at the door, but it of course did not move. She hated this room. It was pitch dark without the door opened. The room itself remined her of too many bad memories. She wanted to get out. The more she sat in the room the more she started to freak out. The memories wouldn’t stopped popping up in her head. After a while she just couldn’t take it anymore. She started to punch at the door, scratched at it and even kicked it. She needed the door to open, she needed light in the room. She didn’t want to be reminded of her father anymore. She wanted to get rid of his face, but in the dark, it was all she could see. She called out for help, but no one came, she started to hyperventilate and the hairs o
