"We keep looking for survivors Jase." Sadaharu nodded at Rana as he opened a door, "Hello? Anyone here?" He called as he waited in the silence for answer.

"My God...Sadaharu..." muttered Rana as she entered a room in the desolate house. The room looked like a blastzone with spikes lodged in the wall. However, the room looked familiar.
"Doesn't this place looks familiar...the death clip."

He followed the two into the room, noting the familiarity just as they had, his eyes twinkling with wonder and curiosity

"I-it could've been any other room," Sadaharu stammered as he kept his hand plastered to his phone tightly. He could feel the image creeping back into his mind like dark tendrils trying to slither its way into his head. He didn't like the room one bit.

"Are you sure?" Stefan asks hesitantly as he quietly looks around
As he does this the grip on his phone gets tighter and tighter.

Suddenly, debris started dropping from the ceiling and cracks became visible. The ceiling began to collapse.

Jase looked at the collapsing ceiling, alarm spreading across his face.
"Guys, we need to get put of here! The ceiling is collapsing."

Sadaharu covered his head as he tried to weave his way through falling debris, "Let's get out of here!" He called out as he waved to the others.

Moving quickly, Jase exited the building. Turning back, he yelled "Hurry up!"

Mahlo ran into the room that he was standing outside of, helping sadahuru and jase out of the building with his one good arm while making sure no debris fell onto himself.

Falling through the ceiling was one of those strange ice cream cone monsters. However, through the door Rana could tell something was wrong. The monster was spinning like the other one, but suddenly the brown blob on the top shrunk to a tiny size.
Realizing what was occuring, Rana quickly dropped to her feet and covered her head,
"Guys get down!" she yelled.

Stefan quickly ducks down onto the ground
But sadly face planting onto the ground

Jase quickly dropped to the ground.

Sadaharu quickly tried to cover his head and hold on tightly to Mahlo's hand, but the debris that fell created holes in the floor as he quickly found himself dangling at the edge of the hole.