In the
inky darkness, she heard the
slithering of what might well be a
groo! She thought she had a
flashlight with her, but as she
frantically searched through her
stuff, all the could find was:
She stumbled back toward the door and tried to open it, but
failed to
pick the lock. Luckily, she tried again and the door sprang open. In her
haste she tried three or four more times but the door was already open.