Haunted House (Acciona)

She nearly screamed when the puppet hit her, but the sound got caught in her throat and she was flying from the room before she could think about what was going on. When she stopped in the kitchen, her mind momentarily drifted back to whatever had happened upstairs. It had been strange… Too strange. She must have bumped into the other puppets. One must have fallen and that’s what hit her… Right? That was what she told herself, at least, but this time when she heard the voice demand to be found, she was far more hesitant to disobey. Last time she decided to ignore it, things got weird, and she wasn’t about to make the same mistake twice. That was why, she she eventually found herself standing over the disgusting, unidentifiable corpse, she had a feeling she knew what she needed to do. She glanced to the door, wondering if she should just cut her losses and go, but something in her felt a need to see this through. She wanted to know just what was going on here. Holding her breath, she began to carefully dig through the corpse, searching for whatever it was that wanted to be found.