Ellie felt someone shaking her and a voice calling out but the ringing in her head made it impossible for her to hear what they were saying. She opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was Mike. No... three Mikes? She rubbed her eyes and tried to sit up, wincing as her body began to ache. "What… What just happened?" She asked after the ringing in her ears died down.
"Your answer is as good as mine," Mike muttered. "You okay? You looked like you hit your head pretty hard there."
"Not really... My entire body feels like it's bruised," Ellie said rubbing her arm. "What about you? Are you all right?"
"All right enough," Mike answered. He glanced up at the stairs, and shined the light on it. "Well, this whole house gives me the creeps, but I don't like the idea of going anywhere near those stairs again." He looked around, and held out a hand to help Ellie up.
"You can say that again," Ellie said, rubbing her neck and then taking Mike's hand to pull herself up. "Let's... stay away from those stairs."
"Oh yeah," Mike added. "Here's your phone back." He handed Ellie her phone and took a deep breath. "What time is it?" He asked. Maybe all this would end when it was daytime. Then again, the windows were shut tight. It wouldn't really make a difference.
Ellie grabbed her phone. "Thank you," she said and checked the time, "It's... 2:30." She knew she lost service 30 minutes before reaching the mansion but she still tried to call someone. "D*mn it, can't I just call someone?!" she growled at her phone.
"Stuff like phones and cameras tend to stop working in... Places like this," Mike said. "For now, we're stuck in here. At least until the others tell our parents what's happened or something."
Ellie nodded and lowered her phone. "Let's try to find a safe place until then," she said. She stayed quiet for a while then said, "Do you think we should, you know, look for a weapon? To protect ourselves with in case what ever is trying to scare us tries to attack or something." Her voice trailed off a little.
"Yeah. Lets look for supplies." Mike said looking around cautiously. "Maybe we can find some matches in the kitchen and find a room to stay in so we're not being chased around all the time." The way Mike said this made it sound like a hotel.
"Sounds good. Which way to the kitchen though?" Ellie asked, shining the light on two entry ways. "Do you think it would be near the dining room? Normally it'd be near the dining room, right?"
"That's where mine is," said Mike. "I doubt they'd do it any differently here." He entered the dining room, mad sure enough, the kitchen was right there in the next room. "Alright, let's check the cabinets for supplies," he said. "I doubt yet still have food here, though."
((Mad is supposed to be and :P))
"I wouldn't even eat the food if there was any," Ellie replied, walking to a cabinet. She opened and shone her light inside only to find emptiness. She let out a sigh and closed it back. "There better be something around here," she said, opening a drawer from the counter. "Besides that!" she cried and closed the draw quickly and walked away, skipping a few cabinets.
"Should I even ask?" Mike asked. He opened a cabinet and inside was a lone jar. He gazed at it intently, but when the light revealed the red glare inside the jar, he closed shut the cabinet. "Never mind. I have a good idea of what you found," he said, breathing heavily.
Ellie shook her head. "Whoever lived here or lives here is sick," she muttered. She opened another draw slowly and found a few screws inside. "We don't need any screws, do we?" she asked, opening another drawer and coincidentally found a box of matches but it was covered in spider webs and a couple of spiders. Ellie just stared at it and winced.
"We might want 'em," Mike said, walking over. "Lemme have a look." He started to analyze the screws, but his eyes quickly shifted to the matches. "Hey, nice! You found matches!" He grasped the matches and pulled them out, but also pulled a spider out with them. The spider bit him fiercely on the hand, then fell to the floor, and hid under the floorboards. "Sh-t! Ow..." Mike said, holding his hand, with the matches underneath his arm.
Ellie just gaped at him when picked up the matches with the spider on it. Before she could let him know the spider had already bit him and ran off. "Are you all right?!" she asked, shining the light on him and staring at his hand. "That spider... It wasn't a poisonous one, right?" She started looking on the floor for anymore creepy crawly insects.
"Well... I guess we'll find out in a bit," Mike said with a nervous chuckle. "At least we found the matches." He looked around, seeing if there were cabinets he missed. "Do you think there's anything else useful in here?" He asked.
Ellie shook her head. "Doubt it," she said, "Unless spiders are considered useful?" Noticing a spider on the counter next to her and flicking it. "Ew..."