Nicky squeaked and took a few steps back. 'Nicky run, run now!' "They could help." She whispered. "I just opened the door. It wasn't locked but the room was so cold." 'Trust me Nicky you need to run.' "I-I'm Nicky." A nervous smile came to her lips. Looking them both over she tried not to shake. "Do you normally want to kill people?" She began to rub her arm gently. Her skin covered by goose bumps.