About the stupidity of the heroes of horror films has been said a lot.

But one case in my life made me think about how real people would behave in such a situation.

I worked in a factory and, among other things, I needed to remove the size of one room in one of the workshops. There were no actual plans for this building, everything was constantly rebuilt, and the 2nd floor, on which this room was, was generally semi-accidental.

I come there, I open the door (a massive one, it still has a locking mechanism is an armature that descends down into a hole in the floor to open or close, you need to first turn the pen of this armature to the side, and then raise it).

In this room, as in the whole floor, there is semi-darkness (there is rarely anyone walking, the semi-accidental floor). I go in, the door under my weight closes behind me, but not to the end. I approach her, pushing a little, and she doesn’t open! Pressed stronger and opened. It turned out that this armaturin fell down and almost went into a hole in the floor. A little more and I would be locked up there. The following factor would be involved. In this room, t. It is in an old building and closed by a massive iron door, there is no connection at all!

After supporting the door with bricks, I made the necessary measurements, painted the chart of the room, to then reflect it in the program.

Suddenly, I heard a loud sound from the depths of the corridor, as if something massive was hitting the floor, the vibration felt very well. Then these sounds began to become louder, as if it was something beginning to approach, it was like the steps of something enormous.

I was, on the one hand, not on my own, on the other hand, wildly interested in what it was. I walked out into the hallway and walked toward those sounds. It was almost dark in the hallway, only 30 meters in front of the light. At the same time, there were occasional holes in the floor that had to be looked at.

I walked up to those sounds and suddenly I thought I was acting like a dumb blonde from a horror movie. But I told myself it was real life, and I went on to find the source of the terrible sounds.

A minute later, after a few turns of the corridor, I reached some machine compartment, from where these sounds were delivered. And they stopped literally 5 seconds after I got there.

My curiosity was satisfied, I saw no supernatural things there.

I went back to the hallway and went out to the ordinary office.

But since then, I know that there is a dumb blonde inside of me who for some reason climbs into a dark and terrible basement instead of running to the police.