[color=Lime]"Hey, uh who opened the door?"[/color]
Scott shrugged it off, maybe all the kicking he did earlier, loosened it up.
Walking inside the old house, reminded him of every horror movie he has seen.
Scott stopped in front of the clown paintings, [color=Lime]"Hey Adam, they got paintings of your whole family here.[/color]
Scott opened a door, inside was the kitchen, [color=Lime]"Wow, what a shithole."[/color]
[color=Lime]"I'll take door number two Phil, Johnny tell em what they won."[/color]
Swinging the door open, Scott stepped into the living room, as he finished off the beer.
He flopped down on the dusty moldy smelling saggy couch, and was nearly swallowed up by it.
[color=Lime]"Man, this place sucks."[/color]