Greg’s car had broken down on a countryside road. A hurricane was coming and it was cold and wet. He needed help and the only house he could see on the road was a large, dark and strange looking building. He walked slowly up to the front door.
Suddenly he heard a scream from inside. Maybe somebody needed HIS help! Greg was really frightened but he knocked on the door anyway. The door opened slowly. The wind sounded like low wailing. There was nobody at the door so Greg stepped into the dark hall. The wind whistled through the old house.
That’s when Greg heard another shriek… from right behind him!