She runs down a corridor.

Seeing a corridor leading away from the small chamber they were in, Alexia quickly scrambled away from the unknown horror that was attacking the manservant.

It quickly got too dark to run, so she resorted to crawling along the floor and using her hands to lead the way. In the absolute darkness, crippling fear threatened to completely paralyze her. However, something within her spurred her on, telling her that hope was just ahead.

After what seemed like an eternity of crawling in the darkness, Alexia finally spotted something. Light, coming from a doorway. It was a white, soft glow, very unlike the spluttering yellow flames of a torch.