Jackson snuck silently into the abandoned storage unit, When he saw a ant crawling up the window pane.  A bookshelf stood against the wall lying next to a smashed antique that looked to be as if it was older than time.  The room felt like it was closing in on him every time he moved.  In the right hand corner of the room, which was messy, came a laughter of screams it was getting older and closer.  Quickly Jackson ran out of the storage unit and back home without being able to speak at all.