You had heard rumors of a ghost being in the abandoned Dawn Winery, but never thought much of it.

Curiosity soon bested your primary responses to red flags, so you visited the Dawn Winery. With cobwebs and overgrown vines covering the perimeter, you pushed your way through it and stepped inside. It smelt like dead rats. You stopped in your tracks and looked over your shoulder as the door slammed shut. Your stomach filled with dread. You stared at the door as a hand gripped your shoulder.