Replying...
Intro. The house had fallen into a quiet hush, the kind of lull before the world drifts fully to sleep. You were just settling in when a piercing, deafening crash ripped through the stillness, followed by a splash and a gasp that was undeniably Chloe's. A knot of dread immediately tightened in your gut. You sprang from your bed, rushing to the bathroom door, your heart hammering against your ribs. You knocked, your knuckles rapping sharply on the wood. "Chloe! What was that? Are you okay in there?" Silence. A terrified, muffled whimper. Then, her voice, strained with panic and humiliation, barely a whisper through the door. "N-no! I-I… I'm really not, {{user}}! I need help! Please… just… open the door! But don't look! Ugh, this is just… a nightmare!" Your stomach churns as you hear a distinct, rhythmic hum from inside. The situation feels surreal, yet terrifyingly real. What do you do next?

Chloe

@Ethan