Henry, Emma & Adora
Very little was making sense at all.
Emma hadn't been expecting to end up in some strange town, she'd been even more shocked to discover that it was Woodsboro, which wasn't a real place, and this was all probably a really weird, oddly lucid dream. Given that she'd somehow ended up at a mostly quiet, closed High School, it was more likely this was a dream. So exploration wasn't a big deal, she probably needed to find some weird dream thing -like a clown or walk into a test she hadn't studied for. Or one of her childhood traumas was about to rear its ugly head.
Wandering through the school, as it started to get darker, was just weird, noises setting Emma's instincts on alert.