The Honest Guest: Night 11 by OshiMoon, literature
Literature
The Honest Guest: Night 11
I couldn’t take it. This house is…insane! I couldn’t stand to stay in it any longer. And yet…I hesitate. Am I really more comfortable dealing with the nonsensical horrors of this house than…returning out there?
The young man sat on the edge of his bed, arms resting on his knees and eyes staring at the floor. He lifted his gaze to glance at the bathroom, which was lit only by a single, dim candle. His eyes slid over to the window, which was tightly shut. He glanced over his shoulder at the painting of the cat hanging above his bed. The young man turned his attention to the table across from him th