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 I worked late shift that night. Sitting in my security camera monitor room after covering up all the other works left, i take a sip of coffee and stare at the screens. Since i felt like to watch one more time closely, i started swiping through each camera on the big screen. I swiped and swiped and swiped till the site flashed my eyes. 

I nearly fell out of my chair when those big, terrified eyes stared right through me.It was the camera of the cellar where the cushion filling cotton sacks were kept. The person looked like a young man in his twenties but his state was horrifying. His eyes were red with fear and he was sweating like water flowing through his face. He was wearing simple shirt and pant but his lavender shirt was dripped with the cold sweat. He was constantly waving at the camera in a way to grab attention. He knew the camera was on from the red side light flashing and there was nothing probably with which i could talk to him. I decided to go to the cellar quickly.

But the moment i got up from my chair, he started showing signs to hold up. Maybe somehow he knew i was watching him. It took me sometime to comprehend and then it flashed to me that camera light must have stopped blinking when i switched to his screen. He then went and grabbed the quantity chalk board of the cellar and started scribbling with the bits of chalk still left. He wrote in big words-

"SOMEONE ROAMING IN BUILDING"

He's writing as in short as possible to not be out of chalk soon i suppose. 

"PLEASE HELP ME GET OUT OF CELLAR"

"HE'S OUTSIDE DOOR"

That man looked dead serious staring deep in the camera with his worried eyes. He lifts up the board and shows it to the camera. After like 3 minutes, he shots his head back and starts crying while covering his mouth to not probably make a sound. He looks straight at the camera in the state, gets down the stool, quickly rubbed what he wrote and starts writing something in haste. He stays down and gets aside a bit to let me see while he continues scribbling. I read the words which almost made my heart stop.

"HE'S LEFT"

"LOCK YOUR DOOR FIRM"

"NOW"

I leapt and quickly locked the door when i heard a rubble in the distant through the door. I pinned my ear to the wall and looked at the security camera of the corridor, someone ran past in yellow clothes sprinting like a hurricane. I got scared of the noise and shut the light of my room out to not let it know i am here, while the screen continues to glow up. The boy in the cellar now waits and looks at the camera with just one word on his board.

"HELP"

I grab my essentials including a small gun and sneak out the room through a window.