Stairs

Starting to panic, you scamper up the stairs, hoping for a place to hide or a weapon, or anything to protect you or save you from the hunting ****.

The stairs open onto what appears to be a hallway. What little light there is comes from a few open doors and appears to be shining through cracks in the boarded up windows. Your heart beating rapidly, you look in the first open door, seeing a few boxes and nothing more. You move from room to room finding them to be all but empty, or at least as far as you can tell in the dim light. In despair, you return to the hallway, planning to return downstairs, but as you reach the top of the stairs you hear movement below. You freeze, listening, your heart hammering frantically.

"Lisa! Come out, come out where ever you are!" Jack's mocking voice sounds like it's coming from the room with stuffed animals. "I love playing hide and seek Lisa. I love the prize I get when I win!"

You bite your lip trying to stop your panic, trying to consider options, trying to make a decision.