Channel Zero: No-End House Review: Syfy's Horror Anthology Remains The Scariest Thing On TV

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• Inside, there's a pool in a room with a living wall and a mirror on the ceiling.
• You're Gonna Die: Chucky S3 E7 Highlight
• great horror movie sequels that will scare you a second (or third!) time
• Latest episodes of DESIGN POD
• Reginald and Maurice Break a Time Loop
• Here's a closer look at what Saghian got for his $141 million splurge:

When I opened the door to room 2 I couldn't see three feet in front of me. I couldn't hear anything from the other side, I put my ear up to the warm wood expecting to hear a fire and heard nothing. I assumed that it was just a warm, like they were pumping heat into it like the final room in the Mr Toad's Wild Ride at Disneyland.

Inside, there's a pool in a room with a living wall and a mirror on the ceiling.

Aside from the hatch in the floor they just entered through, there wasn’t any other exit. Just smooth cement walls. Earlier, this may have fazed David more than it did at that moment. There, in that hell of a tunnel, David barely flinched.

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The small gold ‘8' was at eye level with me. I didn't know how to go on. After reading the sign I decided that I may have bit off more than I could chew. I'm average height for a girl, but pretty thin.

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She was more than just a small child. Looking at her, I also saw what appeared to be a large man, covered in hair, with the head of a ram. I couldn’t see one without seeing the other.

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I saw nothing and I know I saw nothing there. The room was again plunged into darkness and the hum became a wild screech. I screamed in protest; I couldn’t hear this goddamn sound for another minute. I ran backwards, away from the noise, and fumbled for the door handle. I turned and fell into room five. With the exception of the chair’s, there were others.

The thought of David escaping this room gave me new found confidence, and a second wind filled my spirit. I was going to get out of this room, find David, and get us the hell out of here. I walked around the perimeter of the wall and felt for any sort of inconsistencies. The walls were flawless, barely a scratch on them let alone some secret exit. I started to knock at random places on the walls.

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The door marked eight was across the room, behind the mutilated bodies in front of me. I knew I had to move on, but at that moment I gave up. The smiling faces tore into my mind; they grounded me where I stood. I vomited again and nearly collapsed. It was louder than ever and it filled the house and shook the walls. The hum compelled me to walk.

We were friends in college and continued to be after I graduated. He dropped out after two years of barely cutting it. After I moved out of the dorms and into a small apartment, I didn’t see Peter as much. We would talk online every now and then (AIM was king in pre-Facebook years). There was a period where he wasn’t online for about five weeks straight. He was a pretty notorious flake and drug addict, so I assumed he just stopped caring.

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There was the surgical table, with whatever was left of Peter Terry strewn across its top. The others in the room were gone, but a chill went down my spine. The Management was here with me, only one room away. I walked closer to the table, the stench was horrific, and it took everything in me to stop from vomiting.

I couldn't hear anything. When you're in a sound-proof room, you can still hear yourself breathing. The chair's shadow remained, but the others were gone. I looked down as I took my steps and that's when I saw it. As guests enter the restaurant, they are welcomed by an aged iron Crittal style glass wall, reminiscent of an Italian villa garden.

It was coming from inside me. As I walked it got louder, and as I placed a hand on the door the room was filled with the sound. I turned the knob and opened the door. The room waiting for me was not what I had expected. The same front lobby that began this entire hell. Only this time, there was someone behind the desk.

I slammed into my car and flung the door open. The hum shook the metal of the car and seemed to follow me inside. I floored it and made my way back down the dirt road toward my apartment. "Yes you are..." He was sobbing now. When I saw the girl, I saw the form, and when I saw the form, I saw the girl. Explore rising artists curated throughout our houses and beyond our walls.

They were completely solid. The confidence started to leave me. I was running out of ideas.

They seemed to have a Halloween soundtrack that one would find in a 99 cent store on loop somewhere in the room. I didn’t see a stereo, but I guessed they must have used a PA system. I stepped over a few toy rats that wheeled around and walked with a puffed chest across to the next area.