<br/>She heard the voice and quickly turned to see who was there. Her eyes widened in a slight bit of fear and she felt her heartbeat race as no one was there. Diane was sure she heard something. She did. And she felt something in the hallway too. This was too much like a bad horror movie. She slid off the barstool and started toward the door backwards, looking in all directions, rather clumsily and ended up tripping over her crossed legs and hit the floor with a THUD!. A groan emitted and an embarrassed flush of red crossed her cheeks as she scrambled back onto her feet. She couldn't remember being so embarrassed since 10th grade gym class. That was unforgettable. She looked around again.<br/><br/><strong> "Umm.. i think I left my curling iron on.. I should go. Nice place you have here.. " </strong><br/><br/>With that said she started ina  quick movement toward the doorway.<em> Walk fast.. don't run.. don't run </em>. As she said the words she seemed to walk faster nearly running for the door now.