Heather had her standard provisions equipped, a flashlight on her vest chest pocket, a health drink bottle, and a standard pistol. She explored the area using her flashlight, shining on the dark corners exploring the dimly lit decrepit room. She then hears a sound and quickly turns with now her pistol drawn with haste and aimed as her flashlight dropped as the light shines on a wall barely making out who or what it is.

“St-stay back dammit! I don’t feel like dying today!”