>>5452343 >>5452527Madness and Folly are still in the living room. You have to do something about them first. Then you can consider what to do next. You take a deep breath and shove your phone into your pocket before tightening you grip on the lamp and inching towards the door. You nervously leer at every corner of the room, as if something is going to jump out at you, before finally reaching the door.
Once at the door, you lock it and the door to the bathroom at the same time. Not with a proper key, but just with the first built-in door lock. One lock should be enough if something were to happen. Next, you throw open the closet all at once, lamp held overhead. What greets you is nothing but darkness. Letting out a breath, you then do the same to the bathroom and the hallway. Nothing, not even a sign of someone having been inside. If there is someone in your immediate vicinity, they are very well hidden.
Feeling secure enough to leave your room without being immediately attacked, you move into the hallway. Very little of the moonlight from the window above your bed reaches here, meaning that the only thing stopping the hall from falling into a deep vantablack are the few rays of moonlight that manage to pierce through the heavy curtains. Figuring that your location is already known anyways, you try to flip the hall light on, but nothing happens. It seems that the electricity is out- splendid. You'll have to settle for being able to see little more than your hand in front of your face. Given the situation you must advance carefully, and be ready to fight back against an assailant at any time. You're the one making noise, so you'll be at a disadvantage.
You creep down the hallway. Slowly, slowly. And then a little faster when you realize that it's unlikely you'll be completely silent anyways. When you reach the other bedroom's door, you turn towards it, ready to attack anyone who might jump out. But nothing does. The door just sits there, as ominous as ever. At least you can't hear anything from inside the room.
Pulling your attention away from the door, you grope your way to the staircase to the first floor. You make a steady descent with one hand glued to the handrail, and the other brandishing the lamp in front of you. With your attention split between possible assaults from above and below it's a very nerve-wracking descent, but you do eventually reach your destination.
