Search for Carrie

You got Carrie into this mess. You need to make sure she is ok. You ponder the best way to find her. You remember passing a security station on this floor.

You make your way back to security. The guard eyes you suspiciously.

In your best panicked good samaritan you yell. “There is a crazy blonde with a knife that way!”

He grunts and begins heading the way you pointed. You can’t believe he fell for that. You slide into his seat and roll the security footage back fifteen minutes. You watch as a pale girl escorts Carrie into the elevator. You watch as the girl hits the button.