The wallpaper in your living room had always been a bit…off. Not in a bad way, mind you, just…peculiar. It was a floral pattern, but the flowers seemed to shift and swirl when you looked at them too long. You’d chalked it up to your imagination, or maybe a touch of the wine you’d had with dinner. But lately, the feeling had intensified. There was a distinct sense of…unease, emanating from the wallpaper.

One afternoon, while attempting to ignore the creeping feeling of unease, you decided to rearrange the furniture. As you moved the heavy armchair, you felt a distinct give in the wall behind it. It was subtle, almost imperceptible, but you knew it was there. Curiosity, that insatiable beast, took hold.

You pushed against the wall, and to your surprise, it yielded. A small, dusty opening appeared, revealing a dark, seemingly endless tunnel. The scent of damp earth hit you, and you felt a prickle of fear, but also a strange sense of…excitement. You had a feeling this was no ordinary hole in the wall.

Taking a deep breath, you stepped inside.