Don’t Look at the Door 🚪at 2:13 AM (Scary Story)🎃 #horrorstory #usa #shorts #viralstory

It all started with a strange rule. Every night at exactly 2:13 a.m., the door in the room would begin to move on its own. It never fully opened, and it never fully closed. It just moved slowly back and forth. Daniel had moved into the apartment only a few days ago. The rent was cheap. The area was quiet and there were no neighbors nearby. At first, he didn't think much of it. Old buildings make noises all the time. But on the third night, he suddenly woke up. He looked at the clock. It was exactly 2:13 a.m. When he looked toward the door, he saw it moving on its own. It opened slightly and then stopped. Daniel sat up on his bed and kept watching, but nothing else happened. The next night, he decided to stay awake. As soon as the clock hit 213, the door moved again. This time, more than before. Then he heard something from the other side of the door. It sounded like fingernails slowly scratching against the wood. Daniel slowly walked toward the door. His heart was beating fast. He reached his hand toward the handle, but just before touching it, he heard a soft voice from the other side say, "Don't look at me." He froze. His mind told him to run, but something inside him made him stay. Slowly, he bent down and looked through the small gap in the door. At first, he saw nothing but darkness. Then, suddenly, something moved. A face appeared right in front of him. It was too close. It didn't look human. Its eyes were wide open, and its smile was unnaturally stretched. Then, it whispered, "You weren't supposed to look." Suddenly, the door slammed shut and the lights went out. The entire room fell into darkness. Daniel couldn't move. He couldn't scream. But he could feel it. Whatever was behind that door was now inside the room. He could hear breathing behind him getting closer and closer. The next morning, Daniel was gone. The door was still locked from the inside, but there was no one there. This wasn't the first time it had happened. Three people before him had disappeared the exact same way. Each one at exactly 2:13 a.m. Even today, the apartment remains empty. But they say that every night at exactly 2:13 a.m., the door still moves on its own. And if anyone makes the mistake of watching it, they never come