A photographer named Sarah rented a small studio apartment in the city. The apartment was old and run-down, but the rent was cheap and the location was perfect.
As Sarah settled in, she began to notice strange noises coming from the walls. Creaks and groans, like someone was moving around in the adjacent apartment.
One night, Sarah decided to investigate. She grabbed her camera and headed into the hallway, looking for the source of the noise.
As she moved down the hall, she saw a door at the end of the corridor. The door was slightly ajar, and Sarah could see a sliver of darkness beyond.
She pushed the door open and stepped inside. The room was small and cramped, with walls covered in old photographs.
Sarah began to take pictures, her camera clicking away as she moved around the room. But as she looked at her camera's screen, she saw something that made her blood run cold.
A figure was standing behind her, its face twisted in a scream of agony. Sarah spun around, but there was no one there.
She looked back at her camera, and the figure was still there. It was moving closer, its eyes fixed on Sarah with a malevolent glare.
Sarah tried to run, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot. The figure began to speak, its voice a low, menacing whisper.
"You should not have come here," it said. "Now, you'll never leave."
As Sarah watched in horror, the figure began to change. Its face elongated, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light.
The last thing Sarah saw was the figure's twisted face, its eyes burning with an intense fury. And then, everything went black.
The next morning, the police found Sarah's camera, abandoned on the floor of the dark room. The memory card was still intact, but the images it contained were unlike anything anyone had ever seen.
They were dark, twisted, and seemed to capture the very essence of horror. And in the center of each image, the figure loomed, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light.
THE DARK ROOM