Tom looked around the abandoned hall. The cobwebbed selling, had holes and dust all over. He could see a small flickering light under the bed like a bright yellow sun. The air smelt like dust. From the door, it was dark, windy and blowy which came from a sound of little creatures scratching and squeaking. But he didn’t think about anything at that moment of time. The wind was howling from outside like a we’re wolf trying to look for its prey. It all turned misty and foggy, Tom was terrified. He went to the nearest wardrobe in the room, and waited.