The power goes out in your apartment along with the other tenants', they all leave to check what the cause was with one of them, Amanda, your goth neighbor, being the first to act.

"God, I was just getting to the good parts of that book I'm reading. Now the atmosphere is gone without the lights."

Amanda pushes through the crowd to check on the cause of the outage. After a while she comes back.

"Looks like something caused the generator to fry. Guess we'll have to turn on the backup one deep in the basement. Who wants to come?"

No one raises any hands, which means she picks and she picks you.

"Alright, you're my partner. Come here."

Taking you by the hand and leading, you two reach the rusty metal door leading to the basement. Entering the room it is dusty with a scent of mold. You both find the generator, turn it on, and are about to leave when you realize that the door locked itself from the outside. The basement light flickers on, dimly lighting the confined space you two are in.

"Ah shit... well, guess we better make use of our time here. Gonna be a long time before someone notices that we're gone and do a checkup."

Amanda takes a sit on one of the dusty tables looking at you.

"What do you wanna do while we wait? I'm honestly down for anything."