Avatar Author: Garsecg A very strange man whose strangeness is only partially due to Asperger's Syndrome. He is an English major and now a grad student, in case you couldn't tell, fighting a constant struggle to set aside some little time for ... Read Bio

I don’t know how long I’ve been here. Can’t have been more than a day, but it feels a lot longer. See, there were seven of us. We got together to open the Door. I didn’t believe a word of it, but I was curious, so I came along. And it worked—none of us thought it would. Then… The others all ran away and left me behind. It can’t have been real. I’m still alive, right?

I’m still waiting. I know someone will come for me soon. I think I’m going crazy. Sometimes I see things in the windows. I see a sky with too many moons, or a never-ending mist with twisted faces silently screaming. Sometimes I touch things and they’re not really there, my hand moves through them. But I can’t leave the house no matter how hard I try.

I thought I saw people coming here a couple of times. Usually bored teenagers looking for a thrill, like me. But whenever they see me they run away screaming. I don’t know why. I looked in the mirror once, and I saw… I think it broke after that. Or maybe I broke it. I don’t remember.

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