In the vague but haunting shadows of the apartment, a petrified young woman is almost certain that, in the dead of night, something is looking at her, piercing the wall with a steadfast and unquiet stare.
Ryan Allan Young
Longing for a warm and soothing bath after a long day's work, a young woman will soon discover that the only thing that separates her from the terrors of the dark, is nothing more than a frail and flickering candlelight.
Two teens are playing some kind of game with a chant and some matches. The girl ends up in a closet, doing the chant. Suddenly, the door gets latched and she can't get out. If you know the chant, you know what is coming. It is scary, but the conclusion seems weak..
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