Kinjo looked over his shoulder to see an executioner with a bloody blade following him. His eyes went wide and he panicked. He ran so fast he sprawled on the floor near the front door for a moment before he scrambled up and was off again. He missed the whole ghostly scene that happened. However, he did hear the echoey haunting voice which caused him to glance over his shoulder for all of two seconds. Running with hands touching the floor at times he found stairs leading into the basement. Bolting down them as quickly as he could. He ran past the basement bathroom where the woman from the morgue room was throwing up. He was completely panicked and desperate to find someplace to hide that he didn't even notice. He ran to the far end and took a corner. A cracked open door caught his attention. Slowing and as quietly as possible he opened it. Glancing around and seeing nothing to stop him opened it. It was a janitor's closet. He pulled the door tightly shut as quietly as possible. Then scrambled to the back of the closet where there was a seat made up of three paint buckets with a shelf higher up above it. He crawled into that corner and sat up. His back against the wall as he hid in the shadowy corner. Shaking up a storm and stayed dead quiet.