Her friend shouts for her.

You can literally feel the sweat drip down your face as you beg and plead to that god thing again. You try your best not to jump as you hear that second voice shout from the kitchen. "Hey Casey!?"

"What!?" The large woman close to you, which you assume is Casey, shouts back, her loud voice not helping your nerves at all as she's barely a foot away from you.

"There is definitely someone here! The cooker is still warm!" Well fuck the clever little detecive just robbed us of any chance of them leaving anytime soon, you've never hated bacon as much as you do now.

"Yeah well I'll keep looking!" Luckily the distraction makes Casey forget about checking the closet so she turns around out of your room and into Sam's room. Just as you permit your lungs the chance to breathe air again your heart goes cold as your hear her chuckle almost as soon as she enters Sam's room.

"Fee-fi-fo-fum I smell the cock of a well-hung man." Casey lets sings quietly out, taunting her prey which she has clearly seen and, If your weren't shitting yourself, you might of laughed at that terrible joke. Then all you hear is a scuffle. The sounds of two people fighting was one you are used to given the current environment.

Looks like Sam wasn't as lucky (or as good at hide-and-seek) as you and Casey found him but she hasn't called out to her friend yet. If you went out to help Sam it would be two against one and you have the element of surprise but then again it's a cruel world and they are only looking for one guy so they'll probably leave after getting him rounded up.