As we begain to walk in the floor boards begain to squeak and the
aroma of death hits you in the face like a the never ending tale.The
house is cloudy and you barely can tell whether Barbra is a person or
part of the fog.You get to the staircase and as get closer you hear a
sceeching scream it sounds as if someone is scraping skin off another
persons body.Everyone turns to run but as you get to the door there is
no door just a couple of rotting corpse.