Short Story: Bridge On The Door

KNOCK ON THE DOOR

“The greatest horror story ever, of only two sentences short: The last man on earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door...”

Bryce was laughing when he saw Jess looked terrified.

“How is that the greatest horror story ever? It was too short.”

“What’s so scary about a knock on the door anyway..” Bryce seems unimpressed.

“Well sometimes less is more. And think about it, if you’re the last man, who could’ve been on the other side?” Jess replied.

“I don’t know, probably the last woman on earth..” Bryce joked, he didn’t take it seriously.

“You don’t get it don’t you? The fact that he was not alone really scares me.”

“Whatever, just stop being so paranoid, Jess.”

No one knew certainly about what is actually happening in the

I can’t stand these things, especially not in this situation, please.”

“These story makers are cold hearted psychopaths, but they should know how to give us chill. I found a quote, listen up Jess.”

“We do not get scared of the dark or lonely places because we are alone, it is the fear that we are not alone.”

“Gosh, just imagine that! What if we are in the story? What if one of us were in the situation?” Bryce tried to scare Jess even more.

What made Jess terrified was both of them were in their living room. The house was all for them, and it was getting late. Just the two of them, tried to stay awake waiting for their parents to came back. Mr. and Mrs. Johnson gone for a midnight party in a faraway city. It could took them a whole day to go from and went back to the cabin.

“Stop it you! If wasn’t for the fact that you’re in charge tonight, I would’ve shut you up.” Jess angered.

“Hey be chill! I’m just trying to spend the night away from school assignments and crap homeworks.” Bryce replied.

“I’m definitely staying up tonight, there is no way I can sleep.” Jess said.

“Well I think I’m going to bed now. Bedtime stories made me sleepy.” Bryce said