((The london air was cold, putrid and oddly thick..thick with tension. Quiet and lifeless; the road was empty of the usual buzzing of london. Stepping on the cracks of the pavement, you walked into an alley..you saw a perculiarly placed window..the only window; the light illuminating the shadow of the building. Your head jerked to the side; but before you could question it any further..the door creaked open..))

the voice was giddy with manevolence...there was no fqce to match it what..?