Downstairs

After her last experience Leanne was a little wary about walking into to any more bedrooms and she really didn't want to be hanging around on this floor with that guy searching for her. She still needed to find some clothes from somewhere though. The longer she walked around like this she was more likely to be seen by someone who worked there.

Leanne found the staircase and followed it down. Arriving on the ground floor. The long gloomy corridor still the same as it had been when she last saw it. She began wandering down the hallway hoping to see something useful. She wasn't sure exactly what she was looking for but she figured she'd know when she saw it.

As she continued around the next corner there was still no change from the two rows of identical doors leading off to the resident's bedrooms and who knows what else. With no other options available she continued on. She was beginning to lose hope and wondering if she shouldn't just tell someone what happened. Although she probably should have done that with the guy she'd just run away from.

However before she could decide anything she heard voices coming from behind her. In a panic she looked for a hiding place. The rooms were still a risk but she had few options. Then she spotted a door signposted 'Storage'. Surely that would be safe. Unless that's where the voices were heading.

With little else to do and running out of time Leanne looked on down the corridor. There was a large door at the end. It was a risk but at least it was going away from whoever was behind her.