That book might be important so keep a hold of it, and follow after the ghost.
Take Allisons' hand again, wink, smile reassuringly and catch up with the ghost!
Definitely keep the book and look through it later when we have some free time and aren't running for our lives. Also, take Allison's hand and follow that ghost.
You have a brief internal debate about whether you should keep the book, and decide that it should be fine as long as you keep it closed. The eyes creep you out, but they can’t see anything if you have the book closed. It’ll be fine. You hope.
You look back at Allison and give her a comforting wink and smile. She’s probably not taking this any better than you are, and you want to keep up a strong face for her. To your surprise, you don’t get the chance to take one of her hands; she grabs yours instead, pulling you forward, towards the tunnel the ghost went down.
A quiet sigh escapes from you as you follow the two-headed girl, the smile melting off of your face. You’re relieved she’s taking the lead; there’s no need for you to keep up a positive facade as you descend into the darkness of the tunnel. A part of you is happy to leave the ghost-filled library, but that effect is dulled by how dark it is down here. It feels like descending into the lair of some monster. The creepy images in the book weigh in your mind, you have to wonder if they somehow relate to whatever you’ll find down here.
Allison doesn’t seem to share your worries at all. She seems almost excited as she descends into the roughly carved tunnel. Her right head asks what you think the ghost is leading you towards; you respond that you just hope it’s somewhere safe. Though your worries only build as you walk. You seem to be walking further down into the dungeon, and the entrance is still open above you. If that quiet monster from before came looking for you, it’d be easy to figure out where you went. And there’s nowhere to hide down here–just a long, long, descent into the darkness.
Neither you nor Allison speak any more as you walk. The air is silent aside from your footsteps, making even the slightest whisper sound surprisingly loud. There’s nothing to say, anyway; nothing about the tunnel changes, and as unsafe as you feel here, at least you
are moving away from the jail where you woke up.
Eventually, you do spot something ahead. An open doorway, leading out into a well-lit dirt floor. You hesitate at the sight, but Allison speeds up, pulling you along behind her as she excitedly rushes towards the light.
“...Oh, wow.” Allison mutters as she walks through the doorway. You feel similarly as you look around. Somehow you’ve found your way outside, a simple dirt path leading off into foggy woods ahead of you, and another path leading off a cliff to your right, where a couple ghosts are loitering. It’s light out here, not as brightly as the library had been, but more than enough to see clearly.
You look up, wondering where the light is coming from. But there is no sky. There is no
anything above you. There is not even darkness; there is an unseeable
nothing hanging above, a void that makes your head hurt when you try to look at it. You look away quickly, your anxiety fully restored.