"WHAT??? You want to go back??? ~wicked laugh~ I think not... There is only forward my fine friend..."

"Ahhhh... But that's right! You have no choice but to enter!... Still cussing out your curiosity in the pantry?? I would be too..."

"See anyone that you know on these steps?? We see a lot of traffic, but who knows where they wind up... Well, I know, but I certainly don't plan to tell you!"

You wend your way down the stairs with that stubby little candle. The wind seems to be chasing you... There must be a way out if there is a draft. Musn't there??

"Must you make that racket?? I had always heard that women were supposed to be light on their feet!"

"Wandering lost and alone..."