“What was that I could feel?”complained Sofia as she turned around in the desilet, dark house. She walked around wondering if she would escape this terrible prison. Sofia tip-toed upstairs and looked at a dusty picture, she carried on quietly tip-toeing and she found luminouse, green goo all over the wooden, creaky floor. A few minutes later Sofia found herself in the creepy garage. She was hungry, she was tiered and she wanted to home, but she couldn’t: she was trapped. Sofia had a idear, she got out her flash light and quickly switched it on, but it would not show brightness… How will she survive?