Louise and I had recently moved into her late grandmother’s house, a spacious home that gave us more room to start a family. We were excited about the new beginning and made several renovations to make the place our own. However, there was one room Louise insisted I avoid—the second bathroom near our bedroom.
“Connor, please respect my privacy and don’t go in there,” she requested. I didn’t understand her secrecy but trusted that she had her reasons. As weeks turned into months, my curiosity about the room grew stronger.
One night, unable to resist any longer, I quietly slipped into the bathroom while Louise was asleep. In the corner, I noticed a small hole emitting a strange red glow. Intrigued, I peered through the hole and was met with a shocking sight—dozens of eyes staring back at me. The eerie red light only intensified their creepy presence, sending a chill down my spine.
Before I could react, Louise’s voice suddenly echoed in the bathroom. “Connor, why are you here?” she asked, clearly furious. Caught off guard, I tried to explain, “I was just washing my hands,” but it was obvious that she knew I had seen something I wasn’t supposed to.
Realizing the situation, Louise confronted me, and it was clear there was more to the mysterious bathroom than I could have ever imagined. Now, let me take you on a journey to uncover the truth behind my wife’s guarded secret.
