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the next couple of days were exactly the same. Debbie made her way through the storeroom while listening to the buzzing fluorescent lights. She had never been in a place like this before. The whole area reminded her of a movie set or something. "Maybe I'm stuck in some kind of horror scene" she thought. She tried to imagine how she'd escape if she was in a horror film. Suddenly she spotted a rusty metal stairway in the distance. She headed towards it. The closer she got the more she realized she was getting nervous. Why was she afraid of the stairs? When she reached the top of the staircase, she found herself standing in a empty warehouse with concrete floors and walls. It also had fluorescent lights but they were much dimmer and quieter with a low hanging fog permeating it. LEVEL 1 "This is great. Now I won't have to listen to that stupid humming noise anymore" she said to herself. She wandered around the warehouse, she discovered that the warehouse had random painting that disappeared when the lights flickered and tree bark jutting out of unfinished walls. All the paintings seemed to be portraits. "Who painted these portraits?" She asked herself. Suddenly she heard a violin playing at the other side of the warehouse. “Yeah on second thought the storeroom is better than this…” she thought and tried to find the staircase back down but it was nowhere to be found. Instead she found herself in a corridor . The corridor was long and straight so Debbie couldn’t see the end of it. The sounds of the violin continued. “Why am I hearing violins? What’s going on? Who are you? Where did you come from? How do you play that damn violin?” Debbie said aloud. She walked faster and faster. Her heart was pounding in her chest. Soon she noticed that the farther she went down the corridor, the louder the violin seemed to be. "Stop!" Debbie shouted. "You're scaring me! Stop playing that damn violin! Please!" Just as she finished her sentence, she heard a loud cracking and popping sound. She whipped her head around just in time to see a tall slender humanoid figure hunched over. They seemed to have long claws. Their arms were heavily disfigured. "Are you trying to kill me?" Debbie asked. their expression was unfathomable seeing as it had no face. "Please don't hurt me..." Debbie begged. The figure ran at her and pinned her down. Scratching large chunks of flesh of her legs. “This has gotta be a dream” she thought. She screamed and struggled. "Let me go! Let me go! Get off of me!"
