I had too get closer. I just had too, but I knew I couldn't. It was just too risky. There were terrible screams coming from the room, enough to send a chill down your spine. The noise was terrifying but I just felt I had to know what was happening. I was sweating like mad as I pulled back the tough, metal handle. It was stuck fast. I examined the lock. It was a Yale, so I could probably break it. I drew out the hammer that I had been supplied, and gave the lock an almighty bashing. The door swung open and I tiptoed inside. There was... Nothing.