"Barbara, Barbara, can you hear me?" You scream, which
probablly wasn't such a smart thing to do.
Out of no where a bloody hand comes out of the closet.
"Do you have a bandage for me lad?" the dead guy asks with
an Irish accent.
"Let me check," You say. "Hey, Dave, come here for a
minute."
"What is it?" Dave asks.
"Take a look at this," you call back.
"Got a bandage I could use lad?" he asks Dave.
Now, seeing this, you'd probablly go pale too. That's exatly what
Dave did.
"Do you have a bandaid, Dave?" You ask him.
He gives you a bandaid. You give it to the dead Irish guy.
"Did you happen to see a girl in here?" You and Dave, who
got his color back, asked.
"That I did lads, she's down that away," he says.
"Thanks for the bandage lads."
"No prob," You and Dave call as you start walking down the
hallway.
You and Dave go in, looking for Barbara.