Haunted House (Toxicity)

The fight was fast and fueled by instinct. Toxicity quickly tried to rid of the thing before it slid and slithered away. Light filled her vision as she found she was in a strange room, equally as dusty as the first. The offender was nowhere to be found, and Tox's mind reeled as she tried to figure it out. There's a skeleton, and a feeling of laughter. It asks to be released. Tox took pause to wonder what kind of thing she would just be releasing. Was it friend or foe? Was it trapped, or just playing so? But, again, the pull of the supernatural and her obedience to disembodied voices led her to go and attempt to release the thing calling to her.