"I cracked the wooden board against the thing's face and it fell to the floor in a crumpled heap. I then ducked low and backed up against the wall to the right and tried to be as quiet as possible. I listened...no sound. I guess whatever else was on this floor hadn't heard me. I wasn't entirely sure what was going on nor did I really care for that matter. All I knew is that I had to find my sister and get the hell out of here. I took the gun out of my back pocket and I started to silently trudge down the hallway as silently as possible, careful to avoid the shards of broken glass that were lying around everywhere. I turned the corner swiftly, and my face fell slack at what I saw: one of those monsters was rubbing up against a door in a strange circular motion, and he seemed to be walking in place...and what's more, he was clipping through the geometry. What the fuck was going on? When would this nightmare end?"