She walked down the large, dark hallway. She held her gun close to her body, ready to use it.
"He-ll-llo?" she stammered.
She started shaking. Her gun was rattling. She turned left. She kept on walking. She saw something move.
"I'm ar-r-med," she said.
Then out of nowhere, a dark being came toward her. She pointed her gun at it.
"I'll sho-o-ot," she said.
The figure was revealed.
"Oh! James. You scared me! Something is going on around here. You have to help me," she said.
He moved closer, dead silent.
"James?"
She backed up against the wall.
"James. It's me, Emma,"
He moved closer, expressionless.
He was so close that she would smell his breath. It smelled like something was rotting.
"James!"
His eyes were vast emptiness.
She screamed.