"If we don't go out now, we may never find our way out again
until dark. And I definitely don't want to be hanging around here
then," Dave shudders. "I agree," states Barbara.
"All right," you admit," this place even gives me the
creeps."
You wipe off the cobwebs and dust on the door knob and turn. With
a deafening creak, the door opens and Dave, Barbara and you are free
to return home- once you find your way out of the yard. It is dotted
with trees, fountains and statues. "Ooh!" peeps
Barbara,"look over there at that graveyard!"