Run!

Oh hell no. You bolt, just jumping up and sprinting away… in the dark basement that you don’t really know very well.

You run face first into a support column and fall flat on the floor in lots of pain, but you can hear Peachface coming. You turn to see the dark figure sweeping toward you, the mask looking pale and scary. You jump up again and dodge around the corner, hustling down the aisle. Now you’re dizzy and probably have a concussion.

You don’t know which way it is to the stairs that go back up. Or are there two staircases?

Your foot slips and you wave your arms for balance. Is that spilled paint? No. It’s too cold. It’s rainwater. How it’s getting in?

You turn to see a dark passage that you never noticed before. It’s super dark. Maybe you can hide in there. You duck inside and creep forward, bumping your head on a low ceiling before you feel cold water falling on you. It’s coming in through… the outer cellar doors! This is a way out!

The handles are rusty and creaky, but you grab them and push the doors open.

Lightning flashes and thunder roars. Rainwater pours on you, and you can see the house and the forest in the night.

It’s freezing, but you climb out, wrapping your arms around your wet, freezing body. You just need to get the hell out of here… but wait.

You look up at the house, where you see shapes moving past the windows. There’s still lots of girls in there with Peachface.

They could be in danger. You have to warn them, but if you run off… you’re naked. You don’t have your phone. It’s a couple miles to town. You’re fast, but…

You aren’t sure what to do.

Take off, naked, into the storm?

Or

Go to the front door and return to the house?