Outside, the moon shone through the grey and black clouds as thunder crashed between them. Inside the abandoned house, a ghostly figure passed the windows, wearing what looked like a wedding dress. Will smith pulled his hood up over his cold head as rain started to fall, he shivered. Fog surrounded the house, rain walked across the roof as lightening stomped its feet. The wooden house creaked, ‘you won’t be safe here.’ But a safe place was what Will Smith wanted.