No, this is too freaky. I'm leaving.

This is all too much. You are seriously freaked out. You need to get out of here, right now.

You race back up the stairs, press the red button, thankfully it opens, then you run back to the entry hall, where you sit down, breathing heavily.

Maybe you'll try again later. Maybe you'll spend the night in Mr. Hewitt's master bedroom sleeping in one of his nightgowns.

Then you can try again in the morning.