The Stairs That Go Down, And Down, And Down
Behind the door was a hallway, the air musty and old. Ally could hear cockroaches scuttling around, though she couldn’t see them. And just in front of her, in the dark, was a set of stairs.
She squinted in the gloom and tried to make out what was at the bottom of the stairs, but it was too dark. She would have to take the risk of going down.