The Locked Room Ii

Everyone knows where the key is…. Yes, the key to open the door that separates vile darkness from ordinary darkness, when the lights are out. No one wants to open the door. No one is brave enough to open up a history that ought to be undisturbed, in its pristine state. The exorcists have blessed water, that they intend to sprinkle on the room’s walls, which once was sprinkled with blood, akin to a slaughterhouse. The room smelled of blood, death and violence. Whenever they get close, the walls groan, as though they are alive. Disturbing mist envelops their feet, as whispers ooze out. The room seems to insist it wants to be locked….forever!