Your name is Dave Strider and you now have a choice, choose either the key on the left or the key on the right.

After thinking it through for about five minutes, he decided to get the key to the left. It had the picture of what seemed to now look quite a bit like a head if you look at it long enough. He tugged the key off of the slender string and quickly exited the room. The door closed behind him he heard it click. He tried the knob, it locked itself. No going back now. The door was only across the hall. He slowly made it to the door. The key slid into the lock and he unlocked the door. He let the door swing open. It was another bathroom, larger than the one on the first floor. He looked almost confused as he looked around the room. Did he pick the wrong choice in keys? He sighed roughly and wiped his face with his hand. He really wished he had his turntables around now, he would go back and choose the other key. He decided to check everywhere now that he desperate to get out of here.

He opened the toilet he reeled back and fell on his back end. His breath hitched in his throat, floating in the water was a woman's head. The woman who has been following Dave for the past few hours walked up to the toilet and picked up the head. She put it on where her head was missing and disappeared. After Dave got over the shock he stood and went back into the room with a one labeled on it. He watched the woman tug on what now seems like a door. She stopped and looked at the wall. She looked at the wall for a few seconds before she turned towards Dave. She walked up to him and pushed a butcher knife into his stomach.

He fell to one knee. He was shocked. She pulled the knife out and thrust it into it gut again. He fell to the floor, his blood turning the white floor red.

She ended up stabbing the blond a total of fourteen times. He was dead. The door swung open as she exited the house.