I unlocked the heavy wooden door of my late grandmother's mansion and pushed it open, rushing into the hall. I went straight to the cupboard at the far end, keeping my eyes fixed directly on it, meanwhile muttering irritatedly under my breath at having to venture into the building alone. It didn't really matter either. All I cared about was that I always had this really creepy feeling of not being alone in there, even though my grandparents lived alone, and after her husband passed away a few years back, my grandmother had been living alone.