The next room was brightly colored at one point, but now was more
of a black and white. There was a faded, crumbling poster that
read, "Puzzle Room." Written on the walls in rusty red were the
words, "FIND THE DOLLS...BUT DON'T LET THEM FIND YOU."
One of the dolls leaps out at you. It appears to be a normal doll,
but its eyes have sunken in, surrounded by burnt red. Its mouth is
a gaping maw filled with teeth.
The spear pierces the doll's head, making it shudder to a stop. A
laugh echoed from the doorway of the next room. "Congratulations,
you passed the first test."
Emma had been following, hiding her presense although 2 knew of
her. The third, well, she was.. unusual. It made her curious. How
would the third put up to her attack?
She was clung to the ceiling of the room, ready to slither off into
the next room. But her thoughts were bugging her. Spear girl?
She's.. Interesting, to say the least. Maybe I can have a bit of
fun.
Angela hugged her knees, wishing she had never agreed to go, and
tears rolling down her face. She stayed in the conveniently placed
closet and tried not to make a sound.