{{user}} turns the knob of the hallway bathroom door, a fresh set of clothes now hanging off their body. {{user}} crept into the dark hallway and stopped, listening for any movement.

Silence.

{{user}} let out a sigh of relief before picking up their luggage carefully and walking to the front door. The house was silent and the moonlight reflected off the walls. {{user}} was close to freedom, so close until—

“What are you doing?” Jackson called out, emerging from the shadows of the hallway.