I was an adventurer going through a dark 5-floor dungeon, looking for treasure. I was on the first floor when I saw an opening to my right. Before I decided to go through there, I lit up a torch. Damn place was still pretty dark. It was thick. I went through the short corridor anyway, and I found something strange. What I did with it was even stranger; I rang the bell a few times. It was a small bell, one that hangs and has a string you mess around with to ring it. After the echoes of the bell ended, I felt something moving behind to the right of me, and just as I was about to look, a hand grabbed my left arm. I looked over, and it was some aging lady in drags. She quietly hugged and locked my arms, and gently pulled to urge me to go over to a room on the left side. I followed the motion and kept looking at this lady, thinking, "The hell? She lives here?" when we suddenly stopped after a few steps. I looked in front of me, and there was a table with a dial phone on it. I look at the lady. She does nothing, says nothing. I put the torch in my right hand on the table and let it stick out it doesn't burn the table, casually picked up the phone to my ear and said, "Hello?" Then, a muffled female voice answered back, "What the fuck?"
I look back at the old lady. She's gone. I look at the phone. It's a piece of bone.
The room's atmosphere turned from dark and eerie to WTF freaky. Damn, I hadn't been this freaked out by a dream in a while.
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