Left, follow your nose

You decide to try your luck by going left, following a narrow and barely visible path disappearing between the bushes.
You have been here in this garden once already, but it was afternoon with broad daylight.
Now everything looks different around, and darkness gives everything a spooky appearance, that hinders your movement throught the surprisigly thick bush.
Sniffing a what you belive to be cigarette's smoke, you come to a secluded clearing, adjacent to what you recognize to be a portion of the mansion outer wall.

"Well, at least i didn't get lost .." You mumble to yourself while inspecting the surroundings.

Matt is not here, neither seems to have passed by recently, but it would be hard to tell in any case.
Just when you are ready to give up your search and head back, a light turns on right in front of you, in the middle of nowhere.
From a ditch on the ground, partially covered by bushes, it seeps in the clearing bottom-up.

Curious of what it could be, you hesitantly get closer to the ditch and there, you see it.
At the base of the wall, there's is small barred window, its shutter left ajar.

"Just try not being an idiot for five minutes, would you?" You hear a familiar voice say.

"Oh, come on, what's all this all about? Afraid of me?"

"HEY! Don't try to pull anything in there, I'll be just outside!" Some yells in a high pinched tone.

That's clearly Nicole's voice, meaning the other two must be Miranda and Tom without a doubt.
Startled you step aside of the window, fearing that someone could see you and get the impression you came here to spy.
Somehow you must have winded up exactly outside the aforementioned downstairs bathroom, which seems to be partially underground.
Just now you notice the slope of the ground, it continues along the wall till your eyes can see.
It seems that Sarah's house is really bulit on hills, after all.

"It's okay, Nicole, I think I can ... handle him myself, thanks."

Feeling your heart racing in your chest, you **** yourself to remain still and calm down to avoid drawing the attention.
Just a little twig snapping under your feet and you'll be labeled as a pervert forever.
The distinct sound of a door closing comes from inside.
It seems this would be really the right moment to leave, but your body seems unable to move ...

Around you there's just the quiet darkness of the night garden.
Nobody saw you, so you're still ok as long as you manage to leave without anyone noticing.