Michelle felt a rush of guilty pleasure as she climbed the steps to the double doors at the entrance to the attraction. She'd asked the attendant outside how much the admission was, and had been waved through with no reply. So... free, she assumed.<br/><br/>She jumped slightly as the doors slammed shut behind her, leaving her in near-total darkness. Nice effect, spooky already! She wasn't really sure how she'd see to find her way through the exhibit, though.<br/><br/>She couldn't hear anything but the drip of water, somewhere far distant, and her own breath. The interior was cold, almost uncomfortably so. Her nipples hardened and rubbed against her shirt with an annoying friction that she found a bit distracting. Really, as her mom kept pointing out, her breasts were too big to keep going braless. She'd have to grow up someday.<br/><br/>The girl turned back to check the way she'd come in for any sort of instructions on how to proceed. All she saw was a solid wall of shadow, not even the seams of the now-hidded door showing a bit of light. Sighing, turned around and took a hesitant step forward.<br/><br/>And froze. The sound of her breath, her footstep, and the water... was punctuated with something else. Was somebody in here with her?