The chronicle of voidness - Part 5

The night has come, cold chills but it seems I'm the only one that feels it. I've decided to go in because I don't know what to do next. Manage to get in through that small crack.
     A small doll on the floor next to a burned up chair and a few pieces of wood standing. Breathing started to be really hard, I'm getting kind of dizzy and this is just the start of ... NO !

[ to be continued ]