You step through the entrance, there's a scent of lip gloss and dust that is permeating inside

you step further in...
the girl who led you here has disappeared.

you wonder if she was even real, what guides you now is a sense of avoidance.
~a pit in your stomach that feels endlessly deep is growing and bad thoughts trickle in.

With no other plans do you decide to go home and rot in bed or explore the next room? ...