You will approach the door at the end of the hall. You will open it. You will never speak of what you see inside.

I was going through my usual Chambers routine after a long night of gaming with the lads; in that I was reading all the ghost and horror stories that I could find.<br><br>Now, I’ve read plenty of these types of stories in my time, and I can’t really say if I believe that they’re true. But I will say that I do love reading them.<br><br>So I was reading some of these stories; which were mostly about “You will never do this” and “Whatever happens, don’t do that”. Then after a while, I came across a post that was different to the others.<br><br>This post was called “You will approach the door at the end of the hall. You will open it. You will never speak of what you see inside.”<br><br>I was obviously intrigued by it, but I could never imagine that it would lead to where I am now. If only I had known…<br><br>Lets start from the beginning.<br><br>I live in a small flat. It has two bedrooms, one bathroom, a kitchen and a living room. So pretty standard for a two bedroom flat. <br><br>What makes my flat a little different is that it’s on the top floor of a block. So I’ve got nobody above me. And because of where I am, I can’t hear the neighbors which is a good thing after what happened the other night.<br><br>At the time I was living alone, so when I read the post; I thought that I’d give it a shot. I mean, why not, right?<br><br>*** <br><br>Okay. So here I am on my laptop, reading some stories on Chambers; when I come across this strange post. Now, if this were in a horror movie; the main character would have a little voice inside their head saying “This isn’t a good idea buddy. It’s just a story on the internet right? Just close the tab and watch a funny video on YouTube and pretend that you didn’t see it.”<br><br>But not me. Oh no, not me. I’m the main character who always does the wrong thing and ends up dead five minutes into the movie.<br><br>So yeah, I read the post and I thought that I’d have a little laugh at it and then move on.<br><br>But then I started reading the comments. Now, I don’t know if you’ve ever read a ghost story on Chambers or not. But if you have, then you will know that most of the comments are people talking about their own experiences with whatever was in the story.<br><br>So in this instance, people were talking about their own experiences with doors that were in the same situation as the one in the story.<br><br>That is to say that there was a door somewhere that nobody was allowed to open.<br><br>There were a few different stories really. Such as someone saying that they weren’t allowed to open the door under the stairs. Someone else saying that they weren’t allowed to open the pantry door. And there were even a few accounts from people who used to live in a house that had a door that they weren’t allowed to open.<br><br>But none of the stories were the same as mine.<br><br>*** <br><br>So here I am. Reading these stories from people who have had similar experiences. And then I had a little thought inside my head.<br><br>It was more of an image really. And that image was of the door at the end of the hall in my flat.<br><br>Now, I don’t know how many of you have seen my flat. But the hallway goes straight down the middle of the place, with all of the rooms branching off of it. And at the very end of the hall, there is a door which I have never opened in my entire life.<br><br>The reason for this is because my dad padlocks that door. And he doesn’t want me to ever open it.<br><br>I don’t really know why he doesn’t want me in that room. But I think that it’s because he uses it for storage or something. I mean, he doesn’t store anything in there that I can see. But maybe he uses it for something else that I don’t know about.<br><br>But the reason why I had the image of the door inside my head was because of the post. And because all of these people had been talking about all these doors that they weren’t allowed to open.<br><br>So yeah, I could imagine it. The door at the end of the hall which I have never opened and which I will never be allowed to open.<br><br>*** <br><br>As you might expect, I didn’t really think of this as anything other than just a coincidence. But then when I read the post again, I felt like something was telling me to do it.<br><br>To go to the end of the hall and open the door.<br><br>I don’t know why I felt this way. But it was like there was something inside my head; something that was telling me to do it.<br><br>Now, I don’t know if you’ve ever been in this kind of situation before. But for me, it’s not all the time that I get told to do things that I’m not supposed to do. But this was one of those times.<br><br>So I finished reading the post one last time. Then I got out of bed, walked to the end of the hall and I opened the door.<br><br>*** <br><br>I mean, it wasn’t locked or anything. But I’m not really sure what I was expecting to find in there. There was no real reason for me to open the door. I was just curious.<br><br>And as I might have mentioned, I was being told to do it.<br><br>So yeah, I stopped for a little while and looked around. And all that I could see were a few boxes.<br><br>Then I could hear my dad coming towards me.<br><br>“Lewis, what are you doing?” He said.<br><br>“I was just looking for something.” I replied.<br><br>“Get out of there!” He shouted.<br><br>So yeah, I got out of there. I don’t really know what he was planning on doing. But I wasn’t going to wait around to find out.<br><br>I was going to run back to my room and then I was going to try and forget about the whole thing.<br><br>But then I heard him.<br><br>“Lewis.” He said.<br><br>I turned around and he was right behind me. So I turned back around and I started running.<br><br>But then I could hear him again.<br><br>“Lewis.” He said.<br><br>I turned around again and he was behind me once more. But I could have sworn that he was nowhere near me.<br><br>But then I heard someone running towards me. It sounded like my dad, but I turned around and I fell to the ground.<br><br>And that’s it. I can’t really say how I got to my room from the floor in the hall. But I don’t think that I was out for very long.<br><br>Because when I woke up, nothing had changed. I was just in my room and everything was the same as usual.<br><br>And then I started thinking back to what had happened. And the whole thing just seemed a little weird.<br><br>I mean, I was going through my usual Chambers routine, and then I read this post, and for some reason I had to open the door which I have never opened before.<br><br>It all just seemed a little weird.<br><br>*** <br><br>But I’m okay now. So I can just forget about it all and move on.<br><br>And that’s it. The end.