Adamar gave a slight cough from the dust. The sound echoed all around. Just as his friend said the floor boards down the hall did indeed look rotted away. Some were even missing. He bent down, feeling the seemingly ancient wood. Though covered with age, dirt and grime, they seemed somewhat smooth.<br/><br/>"If we tread carefully there may be some sturdy ones." Even though he spoke with a low voice, it seemed to carry down the hall. He took a step forward, testing each plank before putting his full weight on them.<br/><br/>As he continued down the hall he began to hear some feint music. It sounded kind of like something you would hear on a carousel. The organ music never grew louder so it was hard to pinpoint where it was coming from. All of a sudden the popcorn smell wafted past his nose.<br/><br/>"This is very strange." He mused. Then turning to his friend he spoke again. "You hear that right? Theres something weird going on here..."<br/><br/>Then one of the floorboards broke under his foot and he fell to the ground with a thud and a yell.