The music startled her the most. It just added to the whole picture of a spooky house. Staicey hadn't seen it from the outside but just by looking at this room and the paintings, combined with the story Heather told it must have been the typical chick flick horror house. She wasn't scared as she had nothing to be afraid of yet. Just a feeling of nerves.<br/><br/>"This looks like some entrance room or something."<br/><br/>It was too small to be a normal room, especially if the house was as big as she imagined it to be. But what disturbed her most was the lack of windows. A window meant a way out but this room had none. She searched her pockets for her cellphone, knowing it was a long shot but worth a try. There was, as expected, no signal and the clock seemed to have stopped at 00:00 hours. Staicey frowned and checked her watch. It had stopped at the same time.<br/><br/>"Girls, we have no idea where we are, we have no idea what time it is nor how long we have been here."<br/><br/>She turned her attention to Heather now.<br/><br/>"You seem to know this house. We need to find a window or a door or something that leads outside."