>**Disclaimer:** *The person, places, events and setting in this story is fictitious and comes from the author's imagination. Bold statements indicate the dialogue of the characters.*

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It's been a long time since we last saw each other. I am now laughing with my friends from preschool. Should I call them best friends? maybe yes.

We are now playing truth or dare under the moonlight. You can feel the cold breeze of air touching your skin. We are in a dark place and surrounded by several trees. This resort has a forest and nature vibes.

There is only one thing that gives us light, a fire in the middle of our circle. We are five in the circle, two of us are girls and the rest are all boys. We have a strong bond since before and this is the moment to celebrate our reunion.

**Hahaha it is your turn, Diego** my friends laughed at me when the bottle pointed at me. **Now Diego, truth or dare?** one of my friends asked.

I don't really want to play this game, I know that they are up to something. I have no choice but to join the game so they will not call me killjoy. **Alright, dare.**

I answered emotionlessly. **Woah you are brave huh?** My friend laughed at me. She even grinned at me, I know that she is planning something.

**Have you seen that mansion? Uh I mean haunted mansion? Go there!**

I swallowed the lump in my throat. I am really afraid of the dark and I never wanted to go in that mansion.

**Oh man, what do we expect with Diego? Come here lets go there!**

I don't have a choice but to follow them. We stood up and started walking towards the haunted mansion.

We stopped walking when we saw an old man near us. _What he\*\* is he doing here at this time? It is already 11:47 pm at night_.

**You should not go inside, they're here.** the old man whispered to us with his creepy and grinning look.

Again, I swallowed the lump in my throat. I tried to stop them entering the mansion but they just laughed at me.

**Don't say that you believe in that old man? hahaha!**

I wanted to stay outside but I realized that it will be creepier if I stay alone. I have no choice but to go to them.

We walked slowly when we entered the mansion. I feel the chilling cold in my spine while walking, the air breeze is giving me goosebumps.

Inside the mansion, there are a lot of doors. One door caught my attention. I don't know what's with the door but I had a strong feeling that I should go there, I feel that something is pulling me to go there.

I started walking towards the door. I feel that my friends are also following me from behind. I was about to hold the door knob when someone called my name. I looked behind me and I was shocked when I saw a white lady standing in front of the door.

I started running toward the left door hoping that my friends were there, I am now screaming while calling their names. I looked behind me and saw the white lady was following me.

I don't know what is wrong with this mansion but I am running for so long and never reach the door. I just ran for more time when the door suddenly opened.

I am thankful when I see my friend in the door, they look pale and afraid. **Where have you been Diego!? We were looking for you for almost 5 hours!**

I took a deep breath after hearing those lines. _Am I running for 5 hours?_ I feel my sweat flowing to my face and body. I hugged them and was grateful to them.

We rushed toward the exit and ran quickly. We went to our room and they immediately asked me.

**What happened?**

I just breathe and cannot answer them, I feel exhausted. I feel that I will collapse anytime.

**I don't know…**

It is the only thing that I said when everything became blank. Everything is spinning and I fell on the floor. I feel my friends panicking and doing their best to recover my consciousness.

_I don't know what happened…_ I told myself. One thing that I am sure of is, I will never go back to that mansion.

Until now, he didn't know what was behind that mystery, before he lost his consciousness, there was a voice coming back to his ears. _They're here...._

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**Author’s note:** *I did not manage to join in the last week prompt due to personal life, this time, I find a way to write and make a short horror story in @theinkwell community.*

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