text: [Themes: horror, serious]
  
  You come back to consciousness what seems like centuries later in a damp, foul smelling room. Really foul smelling. It's like the worst thing you've ever smelled. You move your body slowly, because you have a massive headache from whatever knocked you out. Groggy and nauseated, you pull yourself up to figure out where you are.
  
  It seems to be what used to be a bathroom. It's pretty large for a bathroom. There are two doors, one on each side. You stumble painfully first to one, then the other, but they are both locked.
  
  God, what is that horrible smell? you think. You stagger across the stained white tile floor as if in a trance to the bathtub. The curtain is pulled around it, but you just can't resist... you pull it back.
  
  "Jesus Christ!" You lurch back violently, your stomach flipping in your stomach. There what used to be a young woman, who has obviously been gutted and dead for quite some time. You yank back the curtain and tumble back to the other side of the bathroom. As you sink to the floor, your shirt rises up.
  
  Looking down, you see purple markings on your stomach. Horrified, you realize they are the same kind of markings your sister had on her when she had to have her appendix removed. But you're not in a hospital. Is this what happened to the girl in the tub?
  
  I gotta get out of her, NOW, your brain screams. You go for the door on your right and thrash against it with all of your might. You can hear the door breaking on its hinges, but at the same time you hear a noise at the other door.
  
  Decision time.
  
  > find a weapon and face whoever is at the other door.
  Your eyes sweep the room for a weapon of some sort. The best thing you can find is a plunger behind the toilet. Better than nothing, you think, and grab it.
  
  You arm yourself with the plunger and prepare to face ....
  
  The door swings open...
  
  "Sophie!" you cry.
  
  The two of you hug each other. "I was so worried about you!" she exclaims.
  
  "We've gotta get out of here," you tell her. "There's another body in here, and I think they plan to do the same to us."
  
  Sophie grabs your wrist and starts pulling you out of the room, and into a bedroom. As the two of you move, she says, "Yeah, I know. I've been looking all over this house for you and I overheard Mr. Alexander talking. Apparently they do some sort of weird rituals to get Mrs. Alexander to have a healthy baby. It has to do with eating organs of young women!"
  
  You shiver as the two of you rush down the hallway. "Oh, yuck!"
  
  Just then, you hear someone on the stairs. You and Sophie rush past the stairs and into a room.
  
  This is some sort of large bonus room. There are stairs going down into a play area of sorts. There are bunkbeds, toys and other things. It appears to be set up for many children, but you don't see any. This must have something to do with the rituals.
  
  You and Sophie rush down the mini staircase and look for a place to hide.
  
  You scurry behind a bookshelf. Sophie squeezes in next to you.
  
  You hear footsteps, followed by voices. They get louder and come into earshot.
  
  "I don't really care, Vera! You find those girls and get them to me!" You wince as you hear Mr. Alexander referring to you and Sophie.
  
  The reply is too soft for you to hear, but you hear a scuffling noise and Mr. Alexander hisses, "Or, we could just use you..." You hear Vera whimper back something unintelligible.
  
  The two of them then move away, down the hall. After it has been silent for a few moments, you start to creep out from behind the bookshelf. But as you are feeling your way out, your elbow bumps into a small indentation in the wall. Much to your surprise, the wall opens up into a dark, foul smelling room.
  
  You stumble back, choking on the smell.
  
  Just then, you hear a small voice coming out of the darkness. "Helloooo..." it calls.
  
  What do you do?
  
  > answer the voice.
  "Hello?" you tentatively call back. "Who's there?"
  
  A small figure lurches out slowly from the shadows. You start, but stay where you are. The figure stops just on the edge of the light, so that you cannot see it fully.
  
  "Have you come to help?" the voice asks. You realize now that this is a child. You are filled with pity.
  
  "Yes, yes, we've come to help you!" you answer. "Are you hurt?"
  
  "Yes..." the voice answers. "I've been hurt a long time...."
  
  And with that, the child steps into the light. It is horribly deformed, with large cysts on its face and chest. It does not have much hair and its mouth is malformed, twisted into a painful little bow.
  
  You gasp and ....
  
  > run for the door.
  You are disgusted and you run, stumbling over Sophie, to the door. You run as fast as your legs will take you, hurdling down the hallway. Just as you reach the end, a woman steps out from a doorway. You scream and stop! She has red hair and is wearing a black bathrobe, and she doesn't look friendly. You guess this from the 10-inch butcher knife she is wielding. Her eyes widen in a maniacal way as she advances. You turn on your heels to run in the opposite direction, but standing right behind you is Mr. Alexander, not looking too friendly himself. He grabs you roughly, pinning your arms behind your back.
  
  "How long are you going to run around this house?" he asks tensely. You feel a sharp sting, and then a prolonged burn. Not again... "Did you ever really think you could get away? It's our house after all..." His voice drifts off into the darkness as you sink into unconsciousness.
  
  But this time you never wake up! No chance to escape this time. Guess you died on the operating table. What a pity.