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Kriss lands inside barley on her feet. "Wh..what in the world did that?" She watches as both Walcott and Bonnie try the door handle. "who do you think is playing that music?" She looks around taking in her surroundings.

"Dunno. Probably some musty old dude." Walcott pinches the bridge of his nose. "Only ways to go are up," He gestures to stairs and then pats what appears to be a trapdoor with his shoetip, "down, and through the hallway. Where are we goin', ladies?" He turns to the other three and takes his hat off, running his hand through his hair to try and put some sort of order to it.

Bonnie listens to the music.
'Well I want to see the mysterious music player.' Smiles Bonnie.
'Last one upstairs is a rotten egg!'
Bonnie has a head start and starts for the huge circular winding staircase.

Kriss rolls her eyes at Bonnie. "And people say I act like a child" she muttered before heading after Bonnie. "You guys coming?" She asked as she looked out of the corner of her eye at Walcott and Clarington.. She paused for a moment before she cautiously continued. " My name is Kriss by the way."

whoops i forgot this existed, i'll post right quick

Walcott gives Kriss a cautious look before responding. "..Walcott. Nice to meet you." He shoves Clarington by one shoulder to push him in-between himself and Bonnie and to encourage him to actually keep walking instead of just standing there while they streamlined around him.

"What do you think is going on here?" He mumbles, mostly to the two of them and less to Bonnie, who at this point he's pretty convinced crawled out of the sewer to get there.

(It's ok, tbh I think the others have forgoten also lol. I'll wait and see if they reply before I do.)

Clarington stumbled slightly to the side after Walcott's nudge and consequently bumped shoulders with Bonnie. He put up a hand to her, not necessarily raising it to motion an apology, but to bump her back if she tried to retaliate and make the three of them turn into some weird set of Newton balls. He continued to follow the group after that, slinking closer to Walcott rather than Bonnie because he was afraid she might yell in his ears again.

"Uh, maybe a lately and poorly decorated Halloween attraction site?" As soon as he finished his sentence, the lights at the top of the staircase flickered on and off rapidly and looked pretty menacing for a set of cheap chandelier light bulbs. Clare grimaced. "Ok, so maybe it's a house with sensitive feelings."

(Awesome! thanks )

Upstairs in the corner of a back room, sat a young woman, clutching her knees. "Why won't they ever just leave me alone," She spoke to herself in a whisper, taking the voices she heard coming up the stairs to be those of the rabid visions that haunted her. She stood and paced the room, waiting for their imminent arrival into her hiding place, not knowing it was just a group of harmless, living, people.

(Aghh I can't help it sorry Bonnie I gotta reply lol)

Kriss paused for a moment when the lights flickered. "Did you guys hear that?" She asked quietly. "It sounded like a voice coming from up here." Kriss said turning to look back at Walcott. 'I also think I sense somebody or something up here but I can't be too sure...' Kriss thought

"Yeah. I do." Walcott puts a hand out to stop Kriss and Clarington. "It sounds like someone's crying. Probably just a fake recording or something.." He admits to himself that he doesn't smell anything human, but that voice sounds bodied. Walcott suppresses a shudder and places a hand on the banister to steady himself before continuing to walk up the stairs.

"Just, uh, be alert, everybody," He says, eyes flicking from wall to wall. "It might be one of those cheap jump-scare gags."

(Oh gosh I'm laughing at that picture ,that is awesome!! )

Clarington pauses at the top of the stairs to try and listen for the voice again, whoever (or whatever) it belongs to. Instead of hearing the voice, he senses footsteps pacing inside a room. They don't sound very heavy, they're light and ghostly, like if you got goosebumps. Clare turned to look at the rest of the group with a confused expression from trying to decipher the footsteps from the sounds old creaky houses make anyway.

"I can hear someone walking in..." he lifts his hand to point to a room that's a few door s down from the stair landing. "That room."

(I guess I'll wait for Bonnie and Meghan to reply )

As the voices got closer, Meg began to panic. She pushed an end table against the door, trying to keep them out. After that she went back to pacing, muttering to herself about not letting them get her. She began crafting a plan for when they got the open, planning to run past them and try to get away.
Her muttering grew louder as her panic grew until finally she shouted out, "Just leave me alone!"

( Bonnie hasn't replied to anything in a month so I'm just going to skip her)
Kriss paused when she heard the voice yell ' ' just leave me alone ' '. Kriss turned and looked at Clarington and Walcott "please tell me I'm not the only one who heard that......"

Walcott watches Bonnie take off suddenly and do an Olympic swan dive through the nearest arched window. He makes a face of pure shock and approaches the broken window, looking down to watch Bonnie sprint off down the sidewalk and into the distance.

"Uh, anyway, yeah. I heard that. Someone's definitely here." Walcott approaches Meg's door and jiggles the handle, pushing against it a bit. "There's something against the door." He tenses and uses a smidge of his strength force the door open, propelling the end table across the floor and into the nearest wall.

"So much for keeping up human appearances." He mutters, and takes a step inside, eyes widening fractionally when he sees Meg. "..Hey."

Meg flinched when the door was opened and she narrowly dodged the table. She turned to face the door and backed against the opposite wall. Seeing it wasn't her normal tormentors confused her greatly. Her hands shook with anxiety as she kept her eyes glued to the person who stood in her doorway.
"Wh-who are you? What do- what do you want?" She stuttered out in a quiet tone.