Without your flahlight, you slowly creeped into the ajoining room. Listening closely for any noise you may hear in the large, cold house. You found yourself in the foyer. Above your head, was a large chandelier, just waiting to fall. You also notice a large portrait on the wall of a beautiful young woman, wearing a wedding dress. You can't help but notice how sad she looks. This only adds to the uneasiness you feel.

With every step you take, the floorboards creak under your feet. You notice the house has a very strong, undesirable stench. "I have got to find another way out of this house," you said.

The further you walk into the room, you notice a glowing light coming from above. "Someone's here," you thought with relief. Looking into the darkness, you notice a large staircase, and at the top, glowing candles. "Oh thank God," you said as you breathed your first sigh of relief since entering this terrible mansion. "Hello, my car's out of gas. I just need to use a phone perhaps, or if you have any fuel by chance I would be more than happy to pay you anything you want." You waited for a moment, but no reply.

The closer you got, you noticed that all you could see, is the candles. "Is there anyone holding them?" you asked yourself puzzled. "There has to be."

I want to go to the candles, and see if I can find someone.

I want to stay down here.