The castle towers around you. A musty smell fills the air. How long
has it been since another person has been through here?
" Guys! Do you hear that?" Dave glares at Barbara.
" What are you talking about? I don't hear a-" but before
Dave can finish, a low moan echos through the halls. You and your
friends stand in a close huddle in the darkeness.
" This is freaky! I'm getting out of here!" and you dash
for the door. You struggle with the knob and turn to Dave and Barb.
" It's no use! The door is stuck fast!"
After both Dave and Barb attemp to open the door, another moan fills
the room. You stare at the flickering lights. What if they go out? You
notice a stern look on Barb's face. She turns to you.
" Look guys, let's get a grip. This moaning could be coming
from a man in need!" Barb climbs up a dusty, old staircase. You
and Dave exchange glances. Barb is right. Someone could need help. You
follow Dave and Barb up the staircase. And then, a horrible thought
enters your mind. What if someone doesn't need
help?