The Forbidden Door

There was only one rule: Don't open the door.

Sarah wasn't one for sticking to rules, so she smashed the chain and entered the room anyway. She knew that it was wrong, but this room had been locked for many years, and she couldn't understand why she shouldn't enter it.

She stared into the room, looking around with her eyes wide with fear.

There were Ouja Boards on every wall. She thought that she was delusional when the words on the boards started spinning fast. She heard chanting, and a million candles lit the room.

There were six witches in this room. She thought they were only told in faerie tales on the night of Halloween.

Sarah recoiled in horror as one pointed at her.

"Child of the night; you belong to us!" the chief witch announced.

"You unlocked the door, and now you must be cursed!" the witch cackled loudly.

Her voice was horrifying to six-year-old Sarah.

Sarah suddenly found herself in dark robes, spinning on the ceiling until she vomited.

A thousand rats guarded the door.

Sarah slept. She woke up when she reached sixty years old.

She was still spinning on that ceiling.

She was trapped forever.