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was terrified of ruining
our precious friendship. I couldn’t live without her in my life. I
needed her in ways she could never fathom. “You’re like a little
brother to me Zac,” She continued, using one of the many nicknames
she had always called me by.
    The room was
spinning and I was only catching bits and pieces of Mollys' speech.
The party was dying down, only a few drunkards sloppily conversated
around the house. I looked at Mollys' furrowed brow and my head
erupted with pain. I saw the cellar door from the basement of my
family’s vacation home. It sat in its old decorative wooden frame,
still and cold. I shook it away and tried to focus on Molly, “I
know it’s really hard for girls and guys to be frien–“
    I saw another
glimpse of the door but it was much closer this time. For some
reason it felt like it was looking at me, leering down at me from
its sturdy frame. It began to vibrate softly, the knob jiggling
back and forth. I closed my eyes rubbing at them violently and
Molly looked at me in concern. “Isaac, it’s okay I get it,” She
said with such an endearing tone.
    “ No, Molly. It’s not like that. I cherish our friendship way
too mu-” The door flashed in front of me so close that I could
touch it. I felt myself crying out in terror but the only thing I
could hear was her soft, comforting voice trying to give the
' you’re like a
brother to me' speech. I stood up from the couch and the room dissipated like
a fine mist. My surroundings were replaced by the stairs in the
basement leading to the cellar door. The door stood firm, right in
front of me and seemingly bigger than before. Its' vibrating turned
into a soft hum and the doorknob jiggled loudly.
    I turned
around and tried to run up the old, wooden stairs and away from the
door. The second I ran however I was struck by a granite wall. I
foolishly pressed and pushed against the cold granite. I slammed my
fists into the unmoving mass, pain shooting up my arms, yet t it
was far away. I didn’t want to look back. I closed my eyes, trying
to listen for Molly but the only thing I heard was the vibrating
hum of the door. It was even louder now.
    It felt like
the door was getting closer and closer to me. Creaking and moaning,
it hummed horrendously at my back. Giving in, I turned around
slowly and tried to close my eyes. It didn’t matter though if they
were squeezed shut or wide open, I could clearly see through them
either way. There was no escape. The old door gave off a rumbling
shake and an audible clicking noise. It was the lock giving way. My
heart was racing and my back was pressed to the impossible granite
wall. The brass door knob twisted and the door popped open but only
enough to reveal a sliver of the empty void behind it.
    An unnatural
oddity, it was a crack in time and space. A ringing sounded off in
my ears. I just stood there with my fists clenched staring at the
door through my closed eyes. The door didn’t respond, it just sat
in its frame quietly. I was frozen in place, sweat pouring down my
terrified body. The ringing gradually rose to a higher, piercing
frequency. I knew what would happen next. I knew because I know
myself and my curiosity is impossible to hold back. With a mind of
its own, my hand began reaching for the door.
    As soon as my
fingers touched the cool, wooden surface, electricity shot through
my body. I took a few steps forward and abruptly heard rustling on
the other side of this portal to nothingness. My eyes widened with
fearful excitement and I started to quiver. Adrenaline was surging
uncontrollably throughout my body and my hand was fused to the
door. The movement behind the door transitioned into a quiet
laughter. My eyes twitched, my body shook harder and from the core.
It was the velvet laughter from my dream.
    It was my
pallid twins' insidious, wide-smiled laughter. And it forced me to
press on the door. A crack of white light spread into the stairway
as it opened. My shadow climbed up the granite