You die so easily. You're like a Lemming or something.
You rise from your bed and edge towards the door. It squeels when you open it. You hear a quick russling coming from the door at the end of the hall. Y'all gonna check it?
You have 5 choices:
- I'll check it out... after I grab my 12 gauge, saw-off shotgun!
- I'll go check it out, but I have fists of steel and can beat the crap out of anyone!
- I'm just going to, you know, check the rest of the house.
- No. That second noise pretty much paralyzed me with fear. Maybe I will fall over and pass out.
- Ok....NOW it is time to commit suicide.