Pitch black night: The icy wind made the ancient framework creak. In the far distance the thunder rumbled. Lightning flashed through the darkness, but Kathleen ignored the sounds of the dark. Depressing loneliness and silence that tore at her nerves. The old mahogany cabinet at the far end of the room caught her eye immediately. Suddenly she thought to recognize a shadowy figure out of the corner of her eye, but when she looked over her shoulder ... she saw only deep blackness. The creak of the cupboard door drew her haunted gaze forward. Her heart threatened to freeze. An old man motioned Kathleen to follow him into a maze. She was pressurized by high walls. There was no escape! Panic flooded her. Was she lost? There was a light! Kathleen ran towards it. A glass door opened. She went to a supermarket: mold on the fruit, broken shelves, worms crawling along the floor. Someone tapped her shoulder. She looked around. A salesman with an ax in his head and a blood-streaked smock asked if