There was a story that only had one sentence, but it was very scary after listening to it: On that dark night, a lonely man stood on the top floor of an abandoned building. He kept listening to the heavy footsteps coming from downstairs, but he never saw anyone. Until he saw the door that he had always thought was safe. The paint on the door had faded, revealing a mottled wooden surface. He pushed the door open and found that the room was empty, but there was a strange aura that made him feel uneasy. He kept walking until he saw a dark corner where there was a imprisoned soul, and his soul was being sucked away.