You frantically tear through the house, searching for your distressed
friend. Dave vomits, so you have to stop. Laughter echos through the
tall hallway in which you are standing, but as the sound is bouncing
off the walls, you can't tell where it originated. All of the sudden,
Dave sprints back toward the exit and you are left standing in the
hallway, with a cold-blooded killer nearby. "Fine! Take
me!!!" you shout and spread you arms expectantly. Nothing happens
so you shout again: "Come on! If you are going to kill me, do it
already!!!". Still no reply. "Oooh... I think I'll kill your
little friend first..." says the farmiliar shrill voice. You hear
Barbra's scream, but she is cut off midway as if something were shoved
into her mouth. "Barbra!" You shout, sobbing
uncontrollably, unsure of which emotions were strongest. You hate
Barbra for going into the castle for the first place, but you still
love her as a friend. Your hate for Dave is building up too, but how
can you blame him? He was just as scared as you. You feel a sharp pain
in your knees as they hit the floor, but you don't care, you only want
your friend back. Even if you did make it out, what would you tell
everyone? If only you could reverse time.