Your breath catches in your throat when you hear something. Something
inaudible to you. You pause, your foot caught in mid air. You're too
scared to take another step.
Then slowly, you can make out what the noise is.
Voices.
As you stumble around in the darkness, you slowly make your way
along the side of a wall, having all your hands, your sense of touch
to help you along. Feelings of regret in following Barbara form in
your mind.