Ayla
“Emily! Let go!” I yelled and forcefully yanked my arm away.
“Can you hear that?” she said. The torch’s flame illuminated her features, and her eyes sparkled in the light.
I rubbed my arm and listened. I could hear the faint beating of a heart and a low hum. I looked around frantically but could only see Emily smiling.
“Where are we?” I asked, and she shrugged.
“A place where people who cross me end up. Most of them never make it out. Let’s find out if you will.”
She put out the torch, plunging the entire space into darkness. The hum grew louder, and I lunged forward to grab her, but there was no one there.
“Emily?” I asked, swallowing as my voice echoed. “Emily, where are you?”
A shiver ran through my body when she giggled.
“Good luck, Ayla,” she replied, and I heard a door
