THE GIRL IN ROOM 17 EP6 - by Peculiarpen

“The room where they found me?” Ethan nodded. “It was Room 7.” I stared at the key in my hand. “Then why does it have 17 written on it?” “Because it isn't a room key.” He took a breath. “It opens the old storage room beneath the building.” Lena appeared at the bottom of the stairs. “There's something you need to see.” We followed her downstairs. The storage room had been sealed for years. The key turned easily. Inside were boxes covered in dust. Lena walked straight to one of them. She opened it. Inside were documents, photographs and an old cassette recorder. I picked up the recorder. “What's this?” “Your memory.” I looked at her. “What?” Lena pressed play. Static filled the room. Then I heard my own voice. Seven years younger. “Lena, we have to tell someone.” Her voice followed. “Not yet. We need proof.” Then another voice. Mrs. Cole. “Give me the documents.” My heart began racing. The recording continued. Lena refused. Mrs. Cole threatened us. Then I heard myself crying. “I'll get help.” Lena shouted after me. The recording stopped. I stared at Lena. “That was it?” She shook her head. “No.” She pulled out another recording. This one began with screaming. Then a loud crash. And Mrs. Cole's voice. “You should have listened.” A match struck. The recording ended. I couldn't breathe. “She started the fire.” “Yes,” Lena said. “But I locked you inside.” Lena nodded. “You did.” Tears filled my eyes. “I thought I killed you.” “You almost did.” I looked away. “Why did you come back?” Lena was silent for a moment. “Because you were carrying guilt for something you didn't completely understand.” She pointed at the recorder. “Mrs. Cole made sure you never remembered the whole night.” I frowned. “How?” “After the fire, she told everyone you had caused it. Your mother was terrified. She took you away and tried to protect you from the truth.” I looked at Ethan. “And you?” He lowered his eyes. “I knew Lena survived.” My chest tightened. “You knew?” “She made me promise not to tell you until she was ready.” “Why didn't you tell me?” “Because the person who threatened Lena was still looking for the evidence.” I looked back at Lena. “So why now?” She smiled sadly. “Because the evidence is finally safe.” A noise came from upstairs. We all froze. Then we heard footsteps. Mrs. Cole. She appeared at the top of the stairs. “You really should have left that room alone.” She started walking down. Ethan stepped forward. “It's over.” Mrs. Cole laughed. “Is it?” Lena held up the recorder. “You're finished.” For the first time, Mrs. Cole looked afraid. She turned to run. But the police were already outside. Ethan had called them. Mrs. Cole was arrested before she could escape. And just like that, seven years of silence finally ended. Later that evening, I stood outside Room 17. The door was open. For the first time, it didn't frighten me. Lena stood beside me. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. She looked at me. “You were a child.” “I still locked the door.” “Yes.” She reached for my hand. “And you came back to open it.” I looked at her. “What happens now?” She smiled. “Now you remember.” She walked away. I stayed there for a while. Then I looked inside Room 17 one last time. The room was empty. But somehow, it no longer felt haunted. Because I finally understood something. The girl in Room 17 had never come back to frighten me. She came back because I had forgotten the truth. And sometimes, the person we spend years trying to escape... is simply the version of ourselves we were too afraid to remember. The end.Thanks for reading 🥰

The Girl In Room 17

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