name: jerry
age:18
jerry awoke in the upstairs bed, he had fallen asleep in his own bed last he remembered and when he woke up he was confused. "why am i not in my room? where is this? what's going on?" he looked around the normal sized room, he swung his feet off the side of the bed and stood up. "i hear someone down stairs, and squeaks." jerry said to himself quietly as he walked toward the stairway. the squeaking wasn't just ordinary squeaks they almosted sounded like people voices, only farther away, and higher pitched. he walked down the stairs "hello? anyone here?" he asked ready if someone came out of a closet or something to try and kill him, after his last experinece in a house of the dead experince.
