There was a young couple who
had just gotten married. The
wedding was wonderful and
they took many photos so that
they would remember the
happy occasion forever. For their honeymoon, they
traveled to France and stayed
in a dark old mansion. The first
night, the young woman felt
scared and despite her
husband’s attempts to reassure her, she could not
sleep. To clear her head, she decided
to go downstairs to the library
and read a little. She selected a
book at random from the
dusty old shelves, and opened
it. Inside, there were only pictures. Pictures of her. The pictures were from her
wedding. The woman was
shocked at first, but then she
thought about it. Her husband
must have put together a
wedding album as a surprise for her. He was probably
planning to give it to her the
next day. She flipped through
the pictures in the album, her
mind going back to how
wonderful the wedding day had been. When she reached the end of
the album, there were more
pages with pictures, but they
were not of the wedding. In
fact, she wondered what these
strange pictures were doing in the album. It seemed as if they
had been stapled in. The first page showed a
picture of a woman standing
in a library, holding a book in
her hands. On the second
page, there was another
picture of the woman, but this time, the library door was
open. Feeling a little uneasy,
she turned to look at the door.
It was closed. On the third
page of the book, the door was
wide open and a faceless man was standing behind the
woman. Again, she glanced
over her shoulder, but the door
was closed. Flipping to the last page of the
book, she saw that, in the
picture, the faceless man was
standing right behind the
woman, his arm raised and
clutching a knife. The next morning, the
husband woke up and could
not find his wife. He decided
to search the house, but when
he got to the library, he found
the door wouldn’t open. It was stuck. Putting all of his weight
behind it, he pushed against
the door with his shoulder and
eventually, it burst open.
Behind the door, he found his
wife lying in a pool of blood. There was a knife sticking out
of her back.
had just gotten married. The
wedding was wonderful and
they took many photos so that
they would remember the
happy occasion forever. For their honeymoon, they
traveled to France and stayed
in a dark old mansion. The first
night, the young woman felt
scared and despite her
husband’s attempts to reassure her, she could not
sleep. To clear her head, she decided
to go downstairs to the library
and read a little. She selected a
book at random from the
dusty old shelves, and opened
it. Inside, there were only pictures. Pictures of her. The pictures were from her
wedding. The woman was
shocked at first, but then she
thought about it. Her husband
must have put together a
wedding album as a surprise for her. He was probably
planning to give it to her the
next day. She flipped through
the pictures in the album, her
mind going back to how
wonderful the wedding day had been. When she reached the end of
the album, there were more
pages with pictures, but they
were not of the wedding. In
fact, she wondered what these
strange pictures were doing in the album. It seemed as if they
had been stapled in. The first page showed a
picture of a woman standing
in a library, holding a book in
her hands. On the second
page, there was another
picture of the woman, but this time, the library door was
open. Feeling a little uneasy,
she turned to look at the door.
It was closed. On the third
page of the book, the door was
wide open and a faceless man was standing behind the
woman. Again, she glanced
over her shoulder, but the door
was closed. Flipping to the last page of the
book, she saw that, in the
picture, the faceless man was
standing right behind the
woman, his arm raised and
clutching a knife. The next morning, the
husband woke up and could
not find his wife. He decided
to search the house, but when
he got to the library, he found
the door wouldn’t open. It was stuck. Putting all of his weight
behind it, he pushed against
the door with his shoulder and
eventually, it burst open.
Behind the door, he found his
wife lying in a pool of blood. There was a knife sticking out
of her back.
