Nick swallowed hard not liking being placed in the spotlight like that. He really didnâ€™t want to be the one who lead them down the hall. Just because he suggested it doesnâ€™t mean he wanted to lead but for some reason that fear vanished a little at the thought of Erica needing someone to protect her. He had to do it. She was an angel, she had helped him and now he was helping her in return.<br/><br/>The two of them stared down the hallway wondering what was down there as the eyes vanished from their sight as if they hadnâ€™t been there taunting them. Nothing but darkness stared back at them but who knew how long that would last. Would the lights simply comeback on and keep their worries away or would it remain completely dark? Would the eyes come back? What other scares awaited them once they left this room. Fear of the unknown again. That seemed to be an unavoidable concept here in this place considering all of their demons were laid out here and they never knew what was going to show up next. So many things were in hiding wondering when they should jump out and give them a scare. Yes, the demons in the hospital were very patient in waiting for the right moments. They would never just show up when expected, they would be crafty.<br/><br/>Slowly but surely Nickâ€™s foot hesitantly slid forward into the hallway as if he was waiting for something to reach out and drag him down the hall. A smirk crossed his expression while he thought of it, it really wouldnâ€™t surprise him. Maybe if something dragged him down and killed him it would be doing him a favor. But the demons of the hospital remained silent. They were not going to come after him again just yet. For the time being they were going to have some more fun with him. Perhaps he was safe for now. For now. Those were the key words. Mustering whatever courage he had, Nick stepped into the hall, grabbing Ericaâ€™s hand, keeping her closer to him than was necessary, and began walking down it warily. Fear of the unknown. Those words were forever burned into the back of his mind but it was a good thing to keep in mind.<br/><br/>After taking a few steps nothing happened. That was a pretty good sign but for how long would they be safe?<br/><br/>He had half a mind to start running again but he just stuck to walking slowly. Doors lined either side of them and some of them looked like they could be opened. Should they try to open them and see if there was anything of use? If he wasnâ€™t such a chicken shit he might have given it a shot. He decided to ignore the doors for the time being. Until he noticed that one of the doors seemed a little out of place, he tried to pay them no mind. Among the doors that all looked the same there was a grey door that was untouched by the blood that seemed to cover nearly every square inch of the hall. It looked like it had been cleaned off recently and made him a little curious. Something about that door told him it had been placed there for the two of them.<br/><br/>Nick looked at Erica wondering what she was thinking about it. â€œSomething wants us to go in there; I can just feel it somehow.â€ He muttered. Then he took a step towards the door, heart racing, and his body trembling with anxiety. After reaching for the doorknob he closed his eyes, turned it, and slowly pushed the door open.