RPGTopia

This is my first story-game thread, so be kind, plus, I know it sounds cliche, but it's on purpose. Think of this as a homage of sorts
On to the game!

It's cold.
That was her first thought is she woke up in the middle of this dead cold, pitch-black room, on the floor, with no memory of anything other than the fact that your a sixteen year old girl, and that your wearing nothing but a (crude) blue dress, adn that your bare feet and legs are freezing.. As you wait for your blue eyes to adjust to the darkness, you try to get up on your feet, using the fallen table nearby as a support.

The metal floor is freezing under your bare feet, but you shrug it off, and as you stumble like a drunken idiot, you step on something.
Something wet.

Your entire body shaking, you continue, and moving to the right (and almost tripping over another table, this time smaller) you feel the wall. Surely, there would be a switch here! Your eyes have adjusted to the darkness, but only enough to make out shapes.

You continue, the floor becoming wetter and wetter as you approach a chair, leaning against the wall, along with something long and cylindrical. A Flashlight? You can't be sure, but it seems likely.
The room smells bad, you suddenly notice, and the odor is getting unbearable as you go towards the chair, until your hand grasp a light-switch, and turning it on, you gasp.

Dead, horribly mangled corpses were piled in a corner, there was blood everywhere on the floor and walls, organs and red bones littered the scene, and a metallic door, blocked by corpses, is your only way out.
What do you do?

Pick up the cylinder thing and, if it is a flashlight, turn it on and search the table to see what's on it.

If the thing isn't a flashlight and I can't tell what it is, then I hold on to it, then go to the table and start feeling on top of it for anything of interest.

You decide that you'll stand a better chance of survival over what did this, if you found yourself a good weapon, even something as simple as a crowbar would do infact.
First though, you take the flashlight, as the light in the room was dim and flickering already, and it wouldn't be long before the darkness came flooding back, and that flashlight wouldn't last forever, so you act quickly.
The body's were here for a while, and were horribly mangled, and you notice that most of them were wearing white lab-coats, with what looked like a black badge pinned on their chests, but the amount of blood splattered on it made reading impossible at this time.
You lean down, and and search one of the body's, who was torn in half, his organs dangling out, and, unable to control yourself, you vomit on the corpse and on your naked feet.
None of the body's had wearable clothing, so there was no point there. You glance around the room, there just had to be something here!
The room had a dull blue light, and it looked as if it were a kitchen, to your right, you notice a board with complex equations written all over it.

Then you remember the broken table! Turning backwards, you see it, lying on it's side, with one of the sharper legs lying a few feet away from it.
Perfect. You approach to pick it up, when you hear a sudden sound.
Banging.
It was far away, but it meant that whatever did this was now outside, or that someone was in trouble. It continued, however, it was getting fainter and fainter until it stopped, leaving only the terrifying silence to return.
To make matters even better, the light goes out, leaving you, a girl with no experince in thing like this, alone in the dark with the brutal remains of what were once highly accomplished men.
What luck.

Use your flashlight to search the rest of the corpses, try find something to give you light, a lighter, matches, batteries for your flashlight or even just a mobile phone
(This is assuming the flashlight is still working and its the room's lights that went out)

If you have no light, then sit on the floor and wait. Try not to make too much noise, if someone comes to try find out what happened, they will find you, but there is no reason in shouting out now with the murderer still on the loose (Wither it be man or beast)