You cringe at every creak the stairs make as you continue to walk through the darkness. The second floor is small and another small staircase leads to the attic door where you see the dim light shining through. You hesitate in front of it, beginning to think this is a bad idea.

But the thought of going back out into the woods puts a cold fear in your stomach. At least here, you may have a place to wait until sunrise.

Open Door