You find yourself in an unfamiliar part of town when a storm suddenly hits. You hastily run past an open gate, past the overgrown garden of a large estate, which seems to be abandoned. You take shelter under the awning that covers the front doors, sitting on the wooden porch. You hope it'll hold up in the storm, what with all the water and wind. You lean your head back against the door for several minutes, closing your eyes while you wait it out, until the door suddenly opens behind you.