You head cautiously up the stairs into darkness. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. That woman might follow you and corner you. You just try to swallow your fear and keep moving.
You open the first door you see. It’s a bath room.
You look at Sophie. “Better keep moving,” she whispers.
The next door, on the right, is a bedroom of some sorts. You both enter and glance around for a phone. Nothing there. You both exit and go the opposite way down the hall.
There is a door decorated with pictures of balloons and flowers. “Okay, this looks relatively safe. It’s the tamest thing I’ve seen so far.” You enter and look around.
It appears to be a children’s bedroom. The two of you search around for a phone. You are looking in a back corner, when you hear a loud moan through the wall. “Huh?” you say. You touch the wall, and to your surprise it opens like a door. You peek inside in the darkness.
The moan comes again, this time louder. You are startled, but you keep looking inside. As your eyes adjust to the darkness of the crawl space, you see what is moaning. It’s some sort of person, but it is extremely deformed. Its eyes loll at you and it moans again.
Sophie stifles a scream. “What is it?” she cries.
“I don’t know, “ you say. But somehow you are brought to pity for this creature. As you slowly step forward, you notice there are at least two similar creatures in the room. They lay on soiled mattresses, moaning in pain. As you look closer, you realize by their small sizes that they are probably children.
“Good God, how can they be keeping these children like this?” you cry out.
“It’s really none of your damn business-” you hear suddenly from the doorway. You whirl around and it is a tall man with dark hair. You recognize his voice as Mr. Alexander, the owner of the house and man who called you for the job.
“What’s going on here?” Sophie cries. “We were chased up here by some lady with a knife. Look, we just want to leave!”
“I’m afraid it won’t be that easy,” Mr. Alexander says grimly. “You see, my wife needs something you have. You see these… creatures? These are our failures. My wife and I deserve to have a normal baby, not these horrible freaks. So, my wife just needs to perform a little ritual on you to harvest your young energy.”
Sophie is cowering next to you. What do you do?
