The room was dark, darker than she had remembered it, but she still navigated through it without pausing once to avoid some possible obstacle she was unaware of.
She could hear the clicking in the distance and she had to get to it, she did not know why, she just knew it was what had to be done.
She quickly neared the door, the outline of it showing just barely from a flickering light within. What was on the other side she did not; could not; know.
A sound echoed from behind the door, a chair scraping across the floor she thought, or maybe just hoped.
She stopped a few inches before the door and listened intently, the scraping noise came again but this time with it she heard what sounded like a whimper.
This noise delayed her from opening the door, she decided to continue listening instead.
As she stood there she heard the scraping noise again and the whimper with it, albeit louder this time. The scraping continued for a good thirty seconds, the whimpers increasing in volume as it continued.
As they suddenly ceased she reached out for the door knob but as her hand touched it she heard a loud roar, what she could only picture was a chain saw, it barely managed to muffle the screams that suddenly poured forth from the doorway.