Delilah's eyes shot open in fear, and she froze in place. The sound of the floor creaking seeming to echo throughout the entirety of the house. Her eyes remained on the crying woman, who became silent as soon as she heard the creek from the floor. [I]"Oh fuck,"[/i] she thought to herself while she remained still as a statue. And then the woman began to move. She slow My lowered her hands away from her face and turned her head in Delilah's direction. 

Her heart fell into her stomach and breath caught in her throat. What should she do? Should she run and try to get out of the house? Remain in place? Delilah swallowed hard and glanced to her right, then her left. She had no idea where the door was. Finally taking a deep breath, Delilah bolted to her right, desperately seeking for the door. There had to be one somewhere!