They all squirmed. The group she saw scrambled over one another as thought the had no sense of direction. This was why it was much easier to go alone. Had she made the wrong choice?

Donna got off of her bike and stopped the engine. She pulled the cigarette out of her mouth and tapped it a few times to get rid of the ashes. With her free hand she gripped the handle of her crossbow and headed the the entrance of the mansion. Curiosity killed the cat, oh well, Donna was willing to investigate.