The Cementry Apartment
James had pa
ent was paid in full. He just needed to leave. Whatever was happ
rely breathing. The building was quiet again - that same unnatural stillness that made the silen
wanted
short cement path to the front gate of the property. The heavy ste
hing felt
- keke horns, hawkers,
gs ba
torcy
t w
ty street where he'd first arrived, lined with shops and
d, he
av
dlessly in ev
ug. The ground was uneven, broken in patches, and a strange white
back to th
ree stories tall - but now surrounded by a ce
aggered
left. Right. No street. No si
gra
like wet soil an
ch underfoot. He looked down. His foot h
a name.
ace w
O. A
1999 - S
it like it
, no, n
he front gate closed again. The steel doors had sealed themselves. No hinges,
h both fists. "LET M
was a soft cl
tur
stood just outside t
g a ma
candle wax and tied around the handle with red and black thread. H
didn't you?
didn't
and now it knows
issed, voice trembling. "Wher
ing whether to lie or not. Then
ing was never
t on the me
existed before N
e mission
the gods w
im. "That doesn't
e to. It's alre
turned and walked b
e, trapped, clutching
nd him groaned
e shifting un
knew his
is door behind
e ti
his mattress. Anything to create a barrier between himself and whatever had tried to
, he knew it
t didn't foll
tricity. The bathroom mirror now showed a different version of him - one
ing him sane. If he stopped moving,
tearing th
awlspaces. A hatch in
rdrobe aside, pried at the tiles behind
ti
ree
t.
m behind t
fro
flat against it, it gave slightly, like drywall. He grabbed a knife
ll
nd shoved it with all his strength. The thing
ly tall enough for a child. No knob. Ju
s st
of it. This was the same wall he'd leaned against while t
breeze gr
ike salt and
rsed room and wait for nightfall - or go thro
ed as he reache
ed with
es groan
steps weren't concrete like the rest of the building - they were mad
for him to close the doo
as somethin
so
in
ica
a woman
m when he was six and sick with fever. But that was impossible. She
ame from th
ing
omin
ok the f
the s
e humming grew clearer - and more distorted. It bent and warped like a ta
at the tw
andles burned along the walls, casting long shadows. The floor was cov
llway, carved into
FORGOTTEN T
heart
osed to be three flo
den
at the far end
unt. Ups
him with wide, unblinking eyes and a mouth t
... or sta
egan to go ou
g the bone door shut behind him. He shoved the wardrobe back i
e look
w a crack in
the i
whispering his
aaaam
he crack in the ceiling seemed to have grown while he wasn't looking, and now th
aaaam
e voice, like a forgotten memory cla
o break the madness. The screen was dead, flickering one moment, then completely black
l. The walls felt like
in response, t
o
li
do
e door, but stopped just before turning the knob. His breath caught in h
alls. The ceiling. Every
n. You're alrea
ok only made the sensation grow stronger, like the floor
the door - J
e, replaced by the urgent flicker of someone who knew something James di
ace - her body stretched grotesquely, limbs bending in impossible angles as she glided into
ehind him, locking it with a
emanded, his voice shaking with fear. "I...
in sorrow. "You did
ispered. "I...
f the bed. The strange woman - no, creature - hovered
s them," Jonah said, his voice a low growl. "Once you enter, there's no es
id, taking a step back. "How
ad, either. It is a place that exists on the edge of everything - between the living and t
ng sound filling the room as its jaw stretched open, wider th
enters, it starts
bling in his chest. "No... no,
head slowly. "
o the creature. "And this? W
you - a newcomer, someone who thought they could leave,
sibly wide, as if to show James the horr
he building... calls. It takes one of us, consumes them, and adds them to its collect
ise in his throat
back to James. "Leaving isn't an option. The exit isn't where i
oaned as if
seventh night you stay, the cycle will continue, feed
ckled, and he sa
air growing colder, her br
the threshold now.