Elvis leaves and you continue to explore
"Hey, Doug," you whisper. "Maybe we should come back when it's light outside."
Doug shrugs his shoulders and whispers back, "You agreed to come tonight. There isn't anything to be scared of."
You are not so sure of that. Suddenly, there is a loud slam. Barbara leaps back and almost knocks you down. The flashlight flies out of her hand and goes out.
"Oh no," she moans. "What do we do now?"
The house is very gloomy and each step you make sends puffs of ancient dust into the air like little clouds of gray smoke. You wish the flashlight was a little brighter. It seems like there was more light coming from it just a few minutes ago. You turn to Doug and nudge him.
