Nick walked down the hall of the manor, looking around. It was old a the place looked like it would come down on them any minute. As he looked around, he noticed an open door to his left just a little further up. Curious, the dark blond ventured into the room. As he went inside, he noticed how dark it was. He felt around for a light switch, but was met with nothing. Shrugging, he hoped to use the flashlight to help guide him. He wasn't sure what he was thinking really. He was in an abandoned building. What were the chances of the lights working?
As he looked around the room, he noticed it was a strange room that you'd see in a medical office. Looking around with the light, he scanned the room. Behind a drawn curtain was a stretcher, with leather straps, ones used to keep a person's arms and legs down.
"This place is for freaks," he muttered to himself.
Suddenly, the door slammed shut behind him. Turning, he stared at the shut door. Panicked, he ran to the door and started bounding on it, yelling for his friends to let him out. He was so distracted, he never saw the dark figure come in through the trap door on the floor board.