Run!

You reach a door quickly, and run as fast as you can, feet smacking against the stone rapidly. You hear orders barked in that damned sultry voice, and demons roaring as you tear through the halls.

You come to a break in the hall, leading into two split turns. They can not be far behind- and unfortunately for you, it looks like other groups are just ahead.

In the tunnel to your left, torchlight casts the shadow of what is clearly a roaming demon, searching for you. You gulp as you realize there will be no rule or pact to keep you unharmed like it has to with the witches.

The tunnel to your right, however, casts a simple effeminate shadow. Just one witch, how hard can that be?