"I think we should go through the mirror door. It seems like there's nothing wrong with it." someone called out.

"Yeah, but what's behind it?"

I knew who called out that time. Garrett. He had been oddly quiet this whole time. I turned around to face the guys. "Where do you guys think we should go?"

There was a moment of silence before everyone started to say their opinions.

"Let's go through the one with clouds on it", "The blood splatter one looks promising", "That's a retarded idea we should go through the one that doesn't ave anything on it". Tj came up to me, placing a hand on my shoulder, and said "Guys, Ryder is the smartest person out of us all. I think we should let him choose which door we go through."

Everyone nodded their head in agreement, and turned towards me, their expectant eyes watching every move I made. I turned back around and looked at every door, weighing my options.

The white door seems to have nothing wrong with that creepy clown guy just free walking around, i wouldn't trust it. The blood splatter door has obvious red flags surrounding it but then again maybe that;s what is expected of us.

Maybe there is nothing behind that door. The cloud door isn't even an option at this point. it just gives me the heebie-jeebies. Te mirror door is also possible.

"Let's go through this door." I walked to the door with the blood splatter on it and threw it open, banging it against the wall.

Everyone piled in the room behind e and followed me up the set of stairs in the far corner of the room. "Up we go!" shouted Cole.

As we trailed up the stairs, they creaked underneath our steps. they were the only sound that filled our silence. when we made it up the second flight of stairs, we saw another set of doors going all the way down the hallway.

This time the doors were open so you could see what was inside. I looked at everyone and it seemed to be an unspoken agreement that we would spilt up and check each room. I turned into the first room on my left. the room was pratically empty.

There was a lone rocking chair, a couple of stuffed animals, and a bed that looked like it was hand-made for a child. I looked around the room and felt on the walls. When i pulled my hand away it was covered in dust and the chipped off layers of paint. Nothing happened.

I left the room and walked down the hallway looking in each room to find a room that one of my friends wasnt in. The next room i entered was another bedroom. It was bigger than he last one, had more furniture in it. There was a king sized bed in the center of the room. It was haphazardly placed and seemed as though it had been pushed there and noone ever bothered to put it back into place.

The sheets were pulled back and there was a noticeable dent in the mattress. The pillows were crooked and had a weird orange tent on it. Upon closer inspection, i realized that the pillow had dip in it. Someone sleeps in here.