Although I couldn’t see something told me I definitely wasn’t alone in the cellar. I felt a presence that was stronger than anything I’ve ever experienced. There was only a few bottles of wine of had to bring up for the service, but the suspense of the dimly lit room made me confused. “Where was the door?” I asked looking around. Until I heard a voice say “that way.” I quickly ran up the stairs un...

Although I couldn’t see, something told me that I definitely wasn’t alone in the cellar.

It was pitch black and darkness surrounded every coner of the room. I was as blind as a bat down here and couldn’t even see my hand waving in front of my face. Yet, I new that someone— or _something_ was in here with me. I could feel it. Like when you walking into a room late for something and can feel every...

“Although I couldn’t see, something told me that I definitely wasn’t alone in the cellar.”

I hear footsteps going around me until they stop. Suddenly a spark of fire appeared in front of my face and in front of the fire I see a girl. She had blond hair that look like she got into a fight. Her white skin face had dirt. Her green eyes were dull, but I thought I could see her green eyes shine through...

Although, jerald couldn’t see, something told him that he definitely wasn’t alone in the cellar. It was dark, too dark and big. The ground underneath him was made of rock and he heard it. He stayed completely still and silent in his corner straining his ears.

He heard the scratches and rocks tumbling as the creature moved towards him. He was cold, wet, and terrified. His muscles were aching and ...

In the dim, musty cellar, my eyes strained in vain to pierce the enveloping darkness. The cold, clammy air clung to my skin, and a shiver ran down my spine. Although I couldn't see, something told me that I definitely wasn't alone in the cellar. It was as if an invisible presence lurked in the shadows, waiting to reveal its secrets, and I was about to uncover a mystery that would change my life fo...

Although I couldn’t see, something told me that I definitely wasn’t alone in the cellar. I can feel their presence around me, their eyes watching my chained and blindfolded figure analyzing me. I can almost feel them come closer, their breathing becoming more and more audible. Before now I just assumed that it was my own breathing that I hearr, but the more I focus on it the more I can hear the tw...

Although I couldn’t see, something told me that I definitely wasn’t alone in the cellar. Frozen, I stood in front of the dryer scared to make any sort of moment. They say your other senses heighten when one is useless. I never really noticed that until this moment. And I will never forget it. My ears located the tiniest of sounds and movements. Like a cat who cocks its head and twitches its e...

Although I couldn’t see, something told me that I wasn’t alone in the cellar. Maybe it was the way the water changed tones as it dripped from the pipe onto the ground. Perhaps it was how before my flashlight had died I had come down here to investigate what had caused the ruckus I had heard. The cellar was damp and musty, not a single thing of value down here but heirlooms were placed in totes on ...

Although I couldn’t see, something told me that I definitely wasn’t alone in the cellar. It wasn’t that I could see it, but more that I could feel it. It started slowly at first. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. And I felt the frenetic energy of anxiety, a need to act. But I didn’t know how to act or why I felt that way. I couldn’t see a threat in the dark.

As I tried to maneuver my...

Everything is still and silent. Sound being drowned out by the pressing of the darkness. The cellar has always been humid, making the air sticky and inescapable like an itch. Footsteps approach and he kneels to the ground shelf to find something. He believes he is alone, though I know better. He never comes here, never feeling the usually humidity, or smelling the usual decay or rust. He will be t...