"Wait for me," you cry as you run after Barbara.
Barbara has stopped at a door at the end of the hall. She tries the
door and finds it locked. "Dead end," she says.
"It can't be!" you scream. You try to open the door but it
won't budge. "We can't be locked down here. I'm supposed to be
home at 5. My mom will be really mad."
"Oh, be quiet," Barbara hushes. "I'm sure there's a
key around here somewhere. We just need to find
it."
While following Barbara isn't your favorite idea, you figure it's
better than standing there alone!