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Horror Story Essay Slowly the Door Creaked open... Slowly the door creaked open, sweat rushed down the side of my face. It was pitch black at midnight and the rain was flooding down like water ascending from an overflowing swimming pool. I covered my head with a booklet of Newspaper. As I looked around the smell of animal extracts and a mixture of other leftovers used hundreds of years ago made contact with my nose. Mysterious sounds of squeakiness sounded like a blown up frequency meter as it vibrated through my ear drum. It felt like I was about to walk through the doors of hell. The door to the abandoned hotel was standing in front of me. A broken rotted piece of wood was hanging on a rusted piece of chain over the entrance with one side tilted down. Sweat was still rushing down my red hot face as I decided to...

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