Ayla was never meant to find the door . An old half _buriedcin the hillside behind her house,covered in almost what look like green grape vines.The wood was cracked,and the iron handle rusted shut. Yet when she touched it ,the lock clicked open by itself .cold air rushed out the darkness inside wasn't normal it was dense like black water ;a very eerie situation. "Don't go in" a voice whispered but no one was seen . Ayla stepped forward and the door behind her slammed shut . Suddenly she wasn't in a tunnel anymore. She stood in a forest,but the trees were abnormally tall and too still. No wind ,no sound . Just a path of white stones leading deeper in .sometimes moved between the trees not an animal sometimes taller watching
Her breathing got faster as she followed the void and the path cured ahead, but when she turned the corner ;she was back at the home door , her hand still on the handle. Ayla run back home,heart pounding unaware of what just happened .confused and creeped out she went to bed and that night she woke up to a faint knock .she gasped for air and her eyes laid on the mirror in front of her bed. "EXPECTING WE WARENT YOU AYLA" said her faceless reflection.