I Used AirBnB To Rent Out A Room For A Weekend, And Now Something Strange Is Going On In My House

This is a work of fiction.

I would not be able to watch much of this one. The taller figure walked off screen and quickly returned with a wooden crate. It felt as if my spine got up and jumped out of my body as soon as I saw one of those cream yellow pythons slowly slither out of the crate and head in the direction of the woman. She couldn’t even see the terror in front of her through the blindfold that wrapped around her face. I had to turn away when the snake curiously approached the woman’s crying face and a slick forked tongue flicked out of its mouth in her direction.

Fake or not, the videos had terrified me to my absolutely core. I threw a few pieces of clothing into a backpack before I realized that I should probably take a key piece of evidence with me. The shard of the fingernail I placed in the jewelry box on my dresser months ago.

I opened up the jewelry box and immediately lost my breath – there was nothing in there. I certainly had not opened the thing since I had put the fingernail in there and no one other than me had been in my house since.

Just as this realization sunk in, I heard a thump come from direction of my closet.

A feverish chill ran over me. I stood in the near dark with the back of my mind telling me to just sprint to the front door, but I had to investigate the closet. I tore over to the door and threw the thing open to, revealing the source of the thump.


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