Shhhhh...

I was right there when the door slammed. It was dark, and I could hear a shrill screech. I took a few steps back. As if the windows were alive, they started flapping and attacked the very frames holding them. The glass within shattered without making much noise but created quite a display with shards everywhere. Otherwise, it was eerily quiet and sepulchral inside the room.

Then a thin line of blood rushed from underneath the door crack, slowly forming a pool of red hot blood... that is where I stopped writing my horror scene. :)