Your friends shout "Hey, wait for us" and follow you.
You get up to the front door and see that it is open just a crack.
	"We won't be able to see in there, " says Becky, 
sounding a little shaky.
	"No problem, " you answer, pulling a flashlight out of your 
jacket pocket. "Ready?"
	You push on the door a little, and it opens wider with an 
agonizing squeak. The three of you peek inside, while you 
shine your flashlight around.
	It's a large room, with a staircase leading up on your right. 
You can't see much, but you can see that there are dust and 
spiderwebs everywhere.
	"What's that light?" asks Becky.
	"It's called a flashlight," you answer.
	"No, dork, upstairs and down the hall. Do you see it?"
	You look up and see it, a faint glow.

What do you do now?
You go to investigate the light.
You turn and head for home.