John spent the night in a state of constant fear. Every creak and groan of the old house made him jump, and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching him from the shadows.

As morning light began to seep into the room, he knew that he couldn't stay there any longer. He had to get out, to find some way to escape the malevolent forces that were closing in on him.

He made his way cautiously down the hallway, keeping a wary eye on the door that had tried to lure him in the day before. It was quiet...