The door to her house was hanging open, leaving a creepy feeling. She looked pass the door into the pitch black hallway that lead to the dining room. She stepped into the hallway and walked slowly into the dining room. As she scanned the room, she found a flickering candle, and the table cloths’ fringe ripped apart. someone had obviously gone through her house but who and why? She continues on, into her room. The clothes that she had washed the previous day was thrown cross her room. ‘What had the person been looking for?’ Jasmine wondered.