When entering the bathroom at night just before bed, it becomes apparent that something is off because it looks like one from a totally different house. The interior is completely white, bright, and there's no toilet or bathtub as well as the room being a lot longer than it should be, much like a hallway. There's a sink and couple of mirrors above it, as well as a few amenities here and there. There's a single window and there's the light sound of rain hitting it from the outside. Comforting as it may sound, it doesn't change the fact that this is an unfamiliar space. Normally one would want to turn back. It would still be possible if not for the fact that the door just closed on its own.

"...Hi."

A creepy disembodied voice suddenly whispers, followed by the sound of footsteps and shrill screams from different directions. There's a pattern of pitch black splotches trailing across the floor that are reminiscent of paint being splattered randomly. The scent of something vaguely metallic fills the air, signaling that the fluid down there might be blood.