Kick him

Leanne continued tugging but the old man’s grip was too strong. She was **** to get away and did the only thing she could think of. Reaching back she connected with a hard kick to the resident’s knee followed by a second. Immediately his hand relinquished its hold on her as the pensioner collapsed to the floor.

Leanne didn’t wait to check if he was okay and turned, running for the door. She flung it open and began sprinting down the corridor without checking if she was still being pursued.

Around the next corner her eyes darted left and right searching for safety. The hall was lined with doors. Each leading to a different room. She had no idea which was which and chose one at random. Opening it and stepping inside before she could be seen.

Leanne peered back into the corridor but there was no sign of the creep. Turning her attention to the room she’d just entered Leanne couldn’t believe what she saw and gasped in shock. The room was filled with several figures all dressed in a range of clown costumes.

This at least explained the guy from earlier. But was it anything sinister or just Halloween costume preparation? Leanne thought about leaving before she got an answer she didn't like but by now several of the clowns had spotted her and turned to check out the new intruder. Her hand was still on the doorknob, twisting it tightly as she wondered what to do.