Head out into the corridor

Leanne decided giving Dan time to recover was probably for the best. She didn't know how long he'd be out for and she could always come back to check on him later. So after one final check on her sleeping lover she stepped out into the corridor.

It was as dark and gloomy as every other corridor she'd seen that day so far. She wasn't sure exactly which floor she was on having been up and down with Dan, plus after that intense fucking her head was still a little fuzzy. She might have even been in this corridor already. Leanne looked around for some kind of clue as to where she was. Everything looked pretty much the same as the other levels. Then her eyes noticed something at the far end.

It was a clown. A really, creepy looking clown.

Leanne didn't have a problem with clowns, but it was so sinister. Especially in the dark, narrow corridor. It was pretty much the last thing she wanted to see after what had happened already.

"I really don't need this," she mumbled to herself.

There were doors all the way down the corridor between her and the clown. If she wanted to get away from it all she had to do was pick one. She could also just go the other way. Leanne looked to her left and then the right. Everything looked pretty much the same. She stared back at the clown, but he was still standing there. What was she so worried about? It was just a guy in a costume, right? This was getting ridiculous.