Area Code 810: Voice crackles through the phone Find the red folder! Basement level! Move fast!
I get to the basement level and start looking around for a red folder.
The basement is dimly lit, with flickering fluorescent lights casting eerie shadows on the walls.
Old pipes are exposed, and some of them are dripping water.
A few desks are scattered throughout the room, but there is no sign of a red folder.
I hang up my phone after getting the message Red folder, basement level... Alright, let's see what this is about.
The dimly lit corridor leads to a flight of stairs, descending into darkness. Footsteps echo as you descend further down. At the bottom, a metal door bears the label 'Authorized Personnel Only'.
I quickly head towards the basement.
The basement is dark, with flickering lights overhead. You find a room with a single, closed door.
Voice crackles through the phone again Hurry! Open the door!
I rush to the basement level, looking for the red folder.
The basement is dimly lit, with flickering fluorescent lights above. Dust and cobwebs litter the ground. Shelves line the walls, stocked with old office supplies, boxes, and files.
A faint hum comes from deeper within the basement.
I make my way to the basement level.
You descend into the cold darkness of the basement, the dim lights flickering as you approach the far end. There, a lone folder sits on a metal table. However, it's not red.
moves quickly to the basement level
The basement is dimly lit with flickering lights. It's eerily quiet, save for the sound of your footsteps. You spot a door at the end of the hall, partially hidden by shadows. Suddenly, you hear a voice whisper in your ear, "Don't go through that door."
I head down to the basement level.
The basement level is dimly lit, with flickering fluorescent lights. The air is cold and damp, and the smell of mildew fills your nostrils. As you wander deeper, you stumble upon a small storage room with a red folder sitting on a dusty table.
I hang up the phone and head to the basement.
As you enter the basement, the air is thick with dust and the smell of mildew. In the dim light, you notice a few faint footprints leading deeper into the darkness. Suddenly, a voice speaks up from behind you, "Looking for something?"
I moved quickly to the basement level
The basement level was dimly lit, with water dripping from pipes above. There was a faint smell of mildew in the air.
As you looked around, you spotted a lone red folder sitting on a nearby desk.
I grab my baseball bat ready to fight whoever is down there
A cold draft brushes over your neck as you descend the basement stairs. The air feels heavy with tension.
In the dimly lit room, you spot a single, flickering light bulb overhead. Underneath it, a red folder sits on a dusty desk.
Suddenly, footsteps echo somewhere in the basement...