Haunted House (Acciona)

Damn! She didn’t know why she’d been so confident that would work, but she was glad no one else was around to see the magnitude of her failure- or the amount of vomit that she expelled from her body. Gods, she must look stupid, her skin prickled with as she wondered just what this place was doing to her. Was she going insane? The idea seemed not entirely unlikely, but she decided to continue exploring anyways. As she moved down the stairs, her anxiety and fear began to grow, and her skin felt hot. At the bottom, the feeling of something brushing past her just about pushed her over the edge. Her body shifted, prepared to flee, but the voice stopped her. She felt a tug at something within her, wondering if maybe someone was trapped here in this terrible place. She couldn’t just walk away from that. Despite every instinct within her screaming to get the hell out of there, her resolve was strong in this decision. If someone needed saving, she was going to save them.