Haunted House (Toxicity)

The creaky mansion invited her in, but when she approached, it was a lot less a kindly host than she had anticipated. A board gave out under her, her paw twisting painfully as she tried to catch herself. Still, she continued, light limp at hand, she could just walk it off. A sprain wasn't a huge deal- she could manage. The dark and dank room filled out with dust as Toxicity entered, she couldn't find her way around easily and after trying many routes, she found that each was blocked in one way or another. The only place left was the door at the end of the hall. There was... a noise behind it. A rat, perhaps? Maybe even another wolf wandered in before her. Toxicity decided to approach the door and try to see what was behind.