Samuel pushed on the door gently. The hinges ground against each other, emitting a shrill and ghastly creak. On the other side of the threshold was a study. At first glance there was nothing noteworthy about it. A pungent aroma of mildew and decay swept out. A candle in the corner was still smoking, like it had just been extinguished. Mateus entered “you coming? Not going to find anything from back here old man”,

“My boy, I don’t know that we will find anything here regardless of our distance to this room”.

The two searched in silence for some time. A car passed, throwing light in a window shape along the wall on the opposite end of the study.

“What are we looking for exactly?”

“If I knew the answer to that question i would certainly have shared it by now. Just anything out of the ordinary.”

“Thanks, that helps.”

Silence befell the room once again and then, “Sam, do you smell sulfur?”

“After 122 years of decay, my olfactory senses are not exactly sharp.”

“It‘scoping from the candle- GET OUT OF THE-“ Mateu’s warning was cut short by the crack and boom of an explosion, throwing them both quite a distance inside the house and decimating the study.