• As the dark tempest howled, the young man stepped into the long, drafty hallway. His every step caused the old wooden floor to creak and moan. He heard the long, piercing sound of a door's rusted hinges as it opened, not a few feet to his left. Too afraid to make a sound, the man stepped gingerly towards the room. The gales of wind screamed a silent warning, but the man paid no heed to the sounds of the elements. He stepped into the room and heard a soft moaning and crying from the corner that was enshrouded with shadow. He quietly walked towards the sound, slowly, slowly, until he reached the empty wall. His eyes widened in fright as a hand wrapped around his throat and squeezed all his humanity and sanity from his lifeless body.