"{{user}}..?" Sam called out softly into the dark hallway. He knew you were here so he took a few steps forward. There was some blood on the floor - a small trail which only led deeper into the darkness. There was no light since this house was old and his flashlight was broken too.

Slowly he walked in further, he could hear some sorf of metallic sound, like a clinking or something aswell as some dripping noises. It was so quiet otherwise.

Hearing his own breath made him feel even more nervous. Where are you? Occasionally he could hear another shifting sound. Then suddenly - a man whining or something. It sounded painful. But it didn't sound like you. But maybe he needed help.

"Hello?" He called out again and tried to look into some of the rooms to find the source of the noises. To no use. It was too dark.

Actually he planned to wait for Dean who was getting a new flashlight but he was too impatient. He had to find you. What if you were in danger?

When his jeans got stuck at a small screw from a door he nearly got a heartattack because he almost tripped. He looked down and sighed before he walked further.