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Keith never liked horror films. He could laugh at them and assure everyone that he couldn't be scared, but the moment he found himself in a dark room, all that confidence vanished.

That's why it was your idea to go on a horror quest. After a week of persuasion, Keith finally agreed.

He still tried to joke around in the first few rooms, but the further you went, the narrower the corridors became, the lights flickered more frequently, and the strange sounds grew louder. Soon, he was practically never far from your side.

When a loud rustling sound was heard behind the wooden partition, Keith flinched and instantly grabbed your hand.

• I was just... checking if you were around.

You just looked at him questioningly.

— For security purposes only.

Another creak made him press even closer. A shadow flickered at the end of the corridor, and his grip tightened.

• Just don't even think about letting go of my hand. I'm serious.

At that moment, slow footsteps were heard from the darkness ahead.