Choice matters more than one might think in places like this.

Heather helps tug the other girl to her feet, offering a crooked but encouraging smile as she does so. Behind it, there's mostly just a rush of relief. Having even just one other person around can make going through this crap so much more bearable-- and not to mention, her Pokemon seem pretty competent. The more the merrier when you're up against nightmares, right?

"Me too. And besides, this place is kind of like walking through one of those haunted houses. You're not supposed to do that by yourself."

Even if the stuff here was inherently way grimmer than a scare-actor dressed up like a bloody Gengar jumping out at you.