As the they neared the door opened as if daring them to enter. They were pushed through and the wind wasn’t helping. They went through the dark corridor. They went through the hall. And finally arrived at a door. It creaked open. James and his friends peered in the crack and then a white, looming figure charged at them. James’ friend Mathew charged past him and ran down a adjacent corridor. It was best to split up. James kept running straight, thankfully the ‘supposedly ghost’ went after Mathew. As he drew closer to a door he gracefully slipped past it and slammed it shut. Creak Creak Creak. The monster was outside.