I make my way up to the first floor, and after a few moments of knocking on the door, it opens in the blink of an eye. A magical doorway... On the inside, large wooden furnished door closes behind me with a scream, trapping me in the house. The walls are cobwebs; dead spiders and centipedes litter the floor. Ancient tapestries cover some of it. I brace for something sinister to happen. Jazzy: I didn't' expect a stranger to show up, and yet there he is, standing defiantly against the shadowy corners of the house. The feeling of not being alone filled me. "Hey, hey! Help!" "We have to get out of here," I whimper, clutching onto him for support. "Please, we don't have much time!"*