"Woah, what happened? A blackout? But there was no warning. I heard nothing from Mark." Yi's voice is trembling as he speaks to himself. He's always been afraid of the dark, and now that he's alone in this pitch-black room, things are getting worse. "Phone. Where is my phone?" He ran his hand over the table where he last saw it. Yet, he couldn't find what he was looking for. "Where is the Goddamn phone?!" He yells, hoping the anger can overshadow the fear in his heart.
A creaking sound echoes in the room, telling him that someone was opening the door. He gulps before asking, "Who's there?" He holds his breath and waits, daring not even to turn. But there was no response. The only response he got was the clicking sound as the door closed.
When Yi thinks he can't hold it anymore, he hears
