You were a player. You with a group of people trying to escape. You had to go through doors, some of the doors had locks, and the others had chases or something good. It was difficult finding the key to the some doors, so that’s why some of you find lock picks and use them. You’d hide in the closets if Ambush or Rush was coming because they can’t get you in there. Soon, you made it to door fifty-six… But then… The lights flickered.

“FINALLY I CAN GET SOMEONE!!!!”