Tell him what she saw

Leanne guessed that if she tried to hide what she knew from the aggressive criminal then she risked getting herself into an even worse situation. With a deep breath she began explaining what she'd seen upstairs.

"I... I saw some of them upstairs," she began carefully. "There was screaming and then that other clown, I don't know if he's part of your group or what, but he showed up and then..."

The guy pulled off his creepy clown mask. He was younger than Leanne thought he would be, in his late twenties, but he had the face of a convict. All rough and ready like he'd spent time behind bars.

"That was our contact. He set this whole thing up." explained the thief regretfully. "I knew he couldn't be trusted." The criminal then turned his attention back to Leanne, fire burning in his eyes. "You're coming with me!" he instructed. Roughly grabbing the girl's arm and dragging her with him.

"Wait! Why?" she cried, **** not to return to the floor with the creepy clown. But her pleas fell on deaf ears and she was lead forcefully out into the corridor and upstairs to where she'd heard the terrifying screams of the crook's gang.

"Where did you see them?" yelled the thief aggressively. Leanne pointed silently down the hall. She was hoping he'd go alone but for whatever reason he seemed insistent on taking her with him and led her once more down the corridor towards the room she'd indicated. They paused outside the door. Leanne was now more fearful of what might happen in the room than what the hostile thief might do to her. "Open it!" he instructed.

"What? Why... Why do I have to go in there?" asked the frightened girl.

The crook, clearly losing patience grabbed the door handle and forcefully flung it open before stomping inside. Leanne followed closely, not wanting to be left alone. They both looked around the room but it was empty except for the usual sparse furniture of the other residents' room she'd seen earlier.

"I thought you said you saw them in here!" yelled the thief as he opened cupboards and searched the room.

"I saw them go in here," replied Leanne timidly. "I only heard the screams after that."

"What about the other one?" he asked gruffly. Leanne pointed back out across the hall and led him to the other room she'd last seen one of his gang mates. However they found exactly the same scene in that room too. No sign of either the criminals, the sinister clown or even any residents. "This is stupid!" he growled. "You better not be lying to me!"

"I'm not! I swear!" cried Leanne, backing up against the wall in fear.

The thief then headed for the door looking like he was about to rip someone apart. Leanne followed obediently hoping it wouldn't be her. However as he tried to open the door it wouldn't move. The harder he tried to move it the less it budged. It was stuck fast and Leanne was trapped in there with a progressively more angry convict. There had to be a way out. And she needed to find it fast.