No one answered Alex's call from the other side of the door, no one except for the other people who were banging and calling out from other rooms. His brow furrowed in worry as he began to realize that he was not alone in being trapped inside the house. But why?<br/><br/>He dropped the radio in surprise as it sputtered to life, and a voice began to speak. He knelt down by the radio, refusing to touch it as if it had shocked him, and listened as someone who called themselves The Puppeteer began to instruct them on what to do. Alex didn't like what he was hearing. It sounded like nothing good could come of being trapped inside the house. Thoughts of breaking out began to circle in his mind, but something told him that would be a bad idea. The Puppeteer's words resonated in his mind. "Strange things happen in this house..."<br/><br/>The voice instructed them all to go to the kitchen for their first "test", and the door swung open. Alex took a step towards it, but before he did, he turned to take one last look at the camera in the corner of the room. He stared at it for a couple of seconds before sighing, shaking his head, and thrusting his right middle finger at it. Then he walked out the door.<br/><br/>He looked up and down the hallway, unsure in what direction to head. He knew he had to go to the ground floor, but he wasn't sure whether it was to the right or left. He saw another woman had also stepped out of her room.<br/><br/>"Heading to the kitchen too?" he asked her, his voice somewhat flat.