[ Amy can't help a little shudder as she walks through the art gallery, warily eyeing the paintings as she passes by. Some of them are moving, but somehow that's less creepy than the ones that just seem to sit and stare.
She isn't sure how she ended up doing the trial through the gallery, but the sooner she gets through the better.
She's turning a corner when she hears a voice cry out, and while it startles her at first she turns back and heads for it, recognizing a sound of distress. And soon she comes across the scene of black paint leaking onto the floor, and tomatoes flying at the poor figure. She reaches out for him. ]
Haunted Gallery
She isn't sure how she ended up doing the trial through the gallery, but the sooner she gets through the better.
She's turning a corner when she hears a voice cry out, and while it startles her at first she turns back and heads for it, recognizing a sound of distress. And soon she comes across the scene of black paint leaking onto the floor, and tomatoes flying at the poor figure. She reaches out for him. ]
Hey! Gimme your hand!