Chapter 4- No way out They all stood there still scarcely wanting to breath for fear that something would hear and come after them that very second. They were beginning to realize there was a lot more to this place than what had first met the eye. Tress suddenly started backing towards the door. "I don't care what u guys say but im leaving! Nothing is gonna stop me!" With that Tress turned quickly and ran out of the room. "Damn it wait!" Andrew yelled starting to go after him, but katina grabbed his arm, pulling him back. "Don't...let him run off he's too upset to talk to anyone right now. We'll get him as soon as..." Katina was in interrupted by another scream, but this time it was Tress. "Ughhh...what now!?" Sarah and Morgan said at once, as they all ran out of the room. They found Tress standing in shock and horror by the entrance of the building and immediately saw the problem. There was no longer a front door. Instead there was a wall, old and crumbling like there had never been a door there. Tress stood there staring at the wall, willing it to disappear and have the door come back. but nothing happened. "The door?...the door? Where the hell did the door go?!" Sarah yelled. "maybe we could go out a window" Tress said. "You're joking right?" Sarah looked annoyed. "No, that's kind of a good idea" Morgan said, "but that means we'll have to go further into the building" "I'll wait here" Sarah said, "ME TOO" Chris added. Sarah glared at him. "U guys can't stay here were not coming back, come on" Katina said starting to walk out. "wait! where did the wall come from this is where the door wasn't it?" tress looked confused. "Yeah" Morgan answered, "I guess whatever is in here doesn't want us to leave." she smirked "AHH! Don't say that!" Chris put his hands over his ears. Tress mumbled something incoherent. Finally they started on there way to the large room that the hall way led to. Katina walked slightly ahead of the others holding the dimming candle aged of them. Shadows played on the walls making there imaginations play with them. The fire light flickered across Katina's features gleaming off the blue streaks in her still wet hair. She was wearing a white tank top, wet low flare jeans showing her pierced belly button. Beside her Tress glanced around looking for a reason to run(or cry lmao j/k), the candle light played across his (ben afflick like) face and shined off the drops of water on his wet skin. His shirt clung to his wet body (ah! i shouldn't put that lol got to stop) He wore baggy jeans (ok i stopped lol) Sarah and Morgan were right behind tress. Sarah wore a pink shirt matching the pink streaks in her hair and blue jeans. Morgan had CAMO (oOoOo) pants and a tan tank top that matched them, her new tattoo was visible on her shoulder. Her and Katina had gone and got the same one when they turned 18, it was the Japanese symbol for Death (oOoOo were gonna go get it). Andrew and Chris followed close behind. Often stealing glances behind them. Chris blended in with the darkness with his black baggy pants, black fubu shirt, dark hair, and tan completion.(sound cute huh,ah!) He seemed to absorb into the shadows. Finally they got to the large room. It was Pitch Black (lol had to put that) and it seemed to be very open, closed doors were all around the room and a large dinning table was in the middle of the room. Katina stumbled into something. "Ughh....shit that hurt," she yelled suddenly breaking the silence. "WHAT??? what happened?" Andrew asked worriedly. "Grrrr...I probably ran into a chair or something, anyone see windows yet?" They started to look around, not wanting to look too hard though. A could draft was blowing, making them shiver even more in there wet clothes. Chris was staring off to his left when suddenly he saw a shadow move slightly into the light. He stared unable to speak then suddenly it as quickly as it appeared it disappeared. "Whoa, did u guys see that?" he whispered. "huh? what did u see?" Morgan asked. Chris waved his hand shakingly. "There was something over there" Just then, the scraping noise from the hall started again. All froze straining to hear what it really was. As suddenly as it had come the noise stopped only to be replaced by a creaking noise to there right. Like an old door being slowly opened. Then the scraping came back in the same place as the creaking. Suddenly a particularly strong breeze (from where?) whipped thru and extinguished there candle with the icy finger tips of the wind. The group huddled closer as there only means of visibility was blown out. The creaking grew louder. Trying there nerves urging. Getting closer. Pounding hearts, sweating palms. Too loud. Peering the darkness. Too close. "Run!!" a yelling voice crackled with fear. Everyone scattered not wanting to look behind them Not thinking to stay together. (Scawwie)