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There is a bird's eye view of Skern and Allen glancing around as the doors all close around them. "Allen," He pauses, his words trembling as the deafening silence hangs in the air. There is a sort of foreboding feeling that passes as they slowly begin to make the realization that after seeing Lee give in to whatever it was, this building is not all what it seems to be. "what did you do?" The camera shoots a close-up scene of the file cabinet's eyes meeting the DVD case's gaze; pooling dread and confusion in his eyes. Allen opens his mouth, closes it before whispering: "This is what Ketts was mumbling about when all the strange things in the ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ was starting to happen to us. I didn't think it was true. I just thought it was just schizophrenia–" The file cabinet looks away into the distance, averting Skern's gaze. "His delusions, and his hallucinations were always the case when he was like this." Allen closes his eyes, and exhales deeply. "I didn't think there was more to this... What drove 'im to it." A shot of Skern with his eyes flickering with concern, and sympathy. His voice is a low whisper, "He didn't want you to know that he was suffering, so he kept away." Allen. "Why? Why did Ketts keep away from me?" He looks at Skern, a hint of desparation in his eyes as he pleads. "If he had a problem, he could have just told me that. Instead he kept silent and decided to take on it himself." Skern. "He didn't want you to know. He didn't want you to drag you deeper." Allen sighs. "And now look what that got us,

that has got us

trapped.

There is a dolly zoom as Skern and Allen make their way towards one of the doors; the golden nameplate in the centre labeled ᴛʜᴇꜱʜᴏʟᴅ, "You reckon we'll get out of here?"" Skern lightly quips, as the camera goes behind Skern's back to capture at eyelevel, the file cabinet turns to face to the DVD case, flashes a toothy grin as he puts his hand on the knob. "In this ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ, Skern? No, we'll never get out. That depends on where 'here' is in this hell we've brought ourselves into." Allen slowly turns the doorknob, and the door creaks as it reveals grey walls and blank frames with no rays of light to guide their ways. "Stay behind me, Skern." Skern follows from behind Allen as he turns to face the halls, and simultaneously as the DVD case is led by the file cabinet, he looks back at the door.

There is none.

"A-Allen," He stares at the wall where the door was, and starts towards Allen, "Allen, the door–" The DVD case's eyes widened on the empty air where Allen was. "...is gone?" Skern does a doubletake at the door then to the file cabinet that seemingly vanished before his eyes, wandered a few steps before calling out–"Allen, where did you go?"–to once again, silence. "Allen–" Skern begins but gasps at the sound of sudden footsteps coming from behind him; discerning a familar voice, Allen, again. "Jesus, how long are these–" The file cabinet blinks as he registers his surroundings. "Whuh? Wh-Where the fuck-?" Allen blinks twice as he meets Skern's gaze, and his lips twitch. "Skern, how did you–" Skern shrugged, and rubs the back of his head. "You disappeared for a few moments." Allen stares, and cautiously saunters towards him. "Disappeared...? I thought you were right behind me!" The file cabinet shakes his head. "Nevermind, let's keep going. The ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ couldn't have taken Lee far."