Check the lift

Eager to get out of that attic Leanne turned back to the lift. She pressed the button and waited anxiously. Eventually the doors slid open with a ping. The warm light welcoming and ready to take Leanne to her next destination.

She glanced behind her at the gloomy attic. There was no sign of movement so Leanne stepped forward into the lift. She was wary about using the contraption that had taken her to such a cursed place and jumped with a yelp as the doors suddenly closed behind her.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself Leanne's finger prepared to press the button to go down. She wondered where she should go. One thing was for certain. She really didn't want to meet that creepy jerk in the clown costume again. She didn't even know if the lift would take her where she wanted.

Her finger hovered over the buttons. Trying to decide what to do.