There is a hallway of fluttering sheets that had once been white as you enter the room.  They appear to be hanging from a ceiling by loosely spaced hooks.

As you step in, the lights flick off and a faint mist lines the floor, faintly illuminated from an unknown source. You hear shuffling nearby, behind one of the sheets. 

As you turn a corner you hear giggling, badly muffled. A small child starts to wail in that way that no one can ignore.  Still, you are surrounded by sheets. 

A plastic skeleton shrieks towards you along a wire and you reflexively dodge.

What even is this.