The Cursed Book That Comes to Life

You find an old book in a dusty antique shop.

The cover is worn, the title unreadable.

The shopkeeper warns you: 'This book doesn’t just tell stories—it makes them real.' You laugh it off, but

as you flip the first page, the words shift and twist.

A shadow moves behind you, though you're alone.

Or so you thought.

The story describes a whispering voice calling your name.

Suddenly, you hear it—soft, chilling, right behind you.

The book’s pages turn on their own, revealing a scene of a locked room.

The door in your house slams shut.

You rush to open it, but it won’t budge.

The book’s next line reads: 'No way out.' The book’s story shifts to a creature lurking in the

dark.

You hear slow, deliberate footsteps echoing in your room.

The air turns ice-cold.

You shine a flashlight, but the beam flickers.

The book’s next words appear: 'It sees you now.' A breath brushes your neck.

You turn, but there’s nothing—until the lights go out.

Your hands tremble as you try to close the book, but it won’t shut.

The final page writes itself: 'The story ends when you do.' The room fills with whispers, the shadows

stretch toward you.

You scream, but no sound comes out.

The book’s last words appear: 'The next reader will find you here.'