On Halloween, I Was Locked in a Coffin by My Brothers

On Halloween, I was secretly reunited with my long-lost mafia parents.

They offered to take me home, but because I couldn't bear to leave the three brothers in my foster family, I refused to go with my parents.

Getting back home, I changed into the white dress and bracelet given to me by my brothers as gifts. However, this triggered the jealousy and crying tantrums of their biological sister, Tiana.

To avoid putting my brothers in a difficult position, I agreed to take off the dress and bracelet.

Despite that, she wasn't satisfied.

To appease their biological sister that they had been separated from for years, my three brothers forcefully locked me inside a transparent decorative coffin, despite knowing that I suffered from severe claustrophobia.

Suffocating, I frantically banged on the coffin's glass, begging them for help.

Tiana stood on the side, smirking at me maliciously. "Sarah, aren't you a professional actress? Why is your acting so exaggerated and fake? You're just locked inside, not being strangled, so why are you gasping?"

My brothers knit their brows in annoyance.

"It's just a little prank. How can you not even last ten minutes? Can't you just tolerate it for a bit?"

"I checked it myself. The coffin has air vents and we're standing right here watching you the whole time! You won't be in any danger, and it's impossible for you to suffocate!"

"If you didn't want to make Tiana happy, you could have just said you aren't willing! There's no need to fake being miserable and pitiful just to get our attention and sympathy!"

But I wasn't faking.

The phobia triggered a severe stress response and it brought on an asthma attack, cutting off my airway.

Through the glass, I looked at them in sheer agony and despair.

I was really going to die...

I was dressed up like a zombie and locked inside a transparent glass coffin.

"Please... let... me... out. I'm having a panic attack..."

My claustrophobia had triggered a severe asthma attack. Clutching my throat in agony, I begged the brothers standing beside the coffin to let me out.

My heavy gasps and trembling voice made it nearly impossible to piece together a coherent sentence.

"Her voice does sound a bit off."

My second brother, Donald, suggested, "Maybe we should just let her out."

My eldest brother, Raymond, seemed to remember something as well. He yelled out in a panic, "Right! I remember now. Sarah has claustrophobia! That might be why she's so scared..."

As he spoke, he stepped forward to come to me, but Tiana blocked his path. She pouted unhappily. "Brothers, I haven't had enough fun yet!"

"I knew Sarah was afraid of dark, cramped spaces, that is why I didn't play this game in a dark room. Instead, I thoughtfully chose this glass coffin for her.

"I was so considerate of her, yet she's still playing the pity card in front of you guys! She just wants to ruin my game!”

Raymond and Donald exchanged glances and nodded slightly.

"Tiana is right. This is a transparent coffin and all of us are here watching over her, how could she have a panic attack?"

"I doubt she's having an actual attack. She's likely just using us to ruin Tiana's mood."

Donald kicked the coffin in dissatisfaction, his tone growing cold. "Quiet down in there! It’s been so long since Tiana got lost and it's rare to find something that actually makes her happy. To make her know she feels valued by us, we have to keep going!"

Despair washed over me even more heavily.

The lack of oxygen was making my vision spin.

I stopped begging them for help and started pounding frantically on the glass.

Feeling it loosen slightly, I desperately dug my fingers into the seam. Ignoring the piercing pain, I tried to pry the glass open with my fingernails.

However, the glass lid was simply too heavy.

Just as I was about to succeed, Tiana noticed my movements. She immediately stepped forward, blocked her brothers' line of sight and pressed down hard on the glass surface.

"Ah!"

I screamed out in pure agony. My fingernails snapped all at once, leaving my fingertips a bloody, mangled mess.

The brothers were startled by my bloodcurdling scream.

My third brother, James, rushed over and pulled Tiana away.

Seeing the streaks of blood on the glass, he panicked and exclaimed, "Blood! Sarah! What happened to you? You're really hurting badly, I'll let you out right now."

He quickly brought out the key to the coffin.