Richie backed straight in to the wall then swung around quickly, staring at it and backing away again, ending up deeper in the corridor. When the walls started to creak he turned again, ending up swiveling back and forth until he saw the handprints.
"Fuckshitwhatthefuck!" he started to panic, still not realizing that he wasn't alone. He looked back at the wall one more time, then at the hand prints, and finally down the corridor.