Salem could only make a halfhearted whining sound with the small amount of breath he had been unknowingly holding. Okay, so he was pretty obviously haunted. Ghosts were here probably. Bad things could occur and that big black block of death didn't look too happy to have the light shined on it. His mind was caught between the reactions of 'stay still and hope it doesn't see you' and 'run you stupid idiot,' but his legs were refusing to let him use the latter option.<br/><br/>He did the only thing he could think of doing, flipping the light back off in the hopes it would quell the wrath of whatever the fuck that black mass was. It at least made it harder to see where it was, which acted as a sort of placebo effect. He whispered harshly at Joe when he suggested leaving through a window. "We're thirty feet off the ground! And what would we do about Mary, just leave her here for that thing??" Nope, wasn't happening. Even if a horrifically spooky mass of shadows was threatening to eat him, he wasn't gonna leave his sibling behind for a chance of escape.<br/><br/>While the light was off, the shadow continued to spread. So much for quelling it. The entire wall was covered, and the door was hidden behind a mass of darkness. It was very obvious now that this wasn't your average darkness. It was<span style="font-style: italic">advanced</span>darkness.