“Is someone there? Hey, it’s okay...” You say in a soothing and warm tone as you point your flashlight at someone. You approach the little girl, but she runs away frightened by your presence.

Sherry hides behind a few boxes shaking in fear. “Y-You…need…help…” She mutters to you. The young girl seems terrified as her shaky finger points past you. “It’s right behind you!” Sherry remains hidden as the mutated Dr. Birkin steps closer toward you.