Fumble for a light switch

Lucy knew here best chance would be to find a light . Moving forward in the dark room would only causr her more problems in the long run .

She fumbled around on the wall near the door her cat clawed fingers sratching the wall as she searched .

Finally her hand grabbed hold of something ,it wasn't a light switch .No it felt more like a bit of rope. A light cord maybe?

Lucky Lucy let's give it a tug .

She thought almost wincing at the cheesiness of her own monologue.

She pulled hard.

The room was not flooded with light .

It remained in dim darkness.

The cord being pulled started a strange noise.

A laboured breathing.

The sound someone made if they were having trouble breathing.

That or they were enjoying some kind of sexual pleasure .

The breathy noise sounded a bit like it was behind something . Almost artificial in its sound.

What an earth was it?

Then the foot steps started...

Heavy booted footsteps ,like the sound of combat boots.

Lucy stepped backwards from the area she found the cord.

Whatever it had activated she did not want it to walk straight into her.

What should she do now.

Stay a indulge her curiosity.

Or the more sensible idea would be to run into the dark and find a way out .