Check down the hall.
From Create Your Own Story
"Follow me," you whisper, stepping slowly down the hall. Claire begins to protest, but quickly shuts her mouth. She follows two steps behind as you make your way over the carpet, which is covered with blood stains. Even the walls are spattered with blood as if people ran it's length while splashing blood around. You peak into several door ways and find nothing, just empty apartments you're too nervous to enter.
As you begin to pass another, Claire grabs you by the shirt tail. "Wait," she says. "Look." She points into one of the rooms. You peer in and see nothing out of the ordinary.
"What?" You ask, nervously glancing up and down the hall.
Claire lets go and steps into the room.
