- Chapter 2 -

"Let´s go to the basement!", said Connor bravely. The door to the vaults was not far away, fortunately. Again, this weird noise sounded. It almost sounded like a cry, thought Claire. "My goodness, how scary!", whispered Lindsay and grabbed for Connor´s hand.
"Peter, can you tell us some ghost stories about this building, too?," asked Claire.
"What? I can not quite follow", he replied when they walked down the stone stairs. Their footsteps on the stairs sounded strange, almost as if they would fill the silence of the cellar completely.
"Well, you have told the people stayed away because it is haunted and now I would like to know if there is a reason!"
"I couldn´t find something in the guidebook, unfortunately..."
They stood on flat ground. The staircase was so over. "On occasion, we will ask Joan," he said and with his hand he touched the cold wall. It was not only cold but also wet. He thought feverishly if they should leave and because nobody complained, he decided not to be a coward. So he left it.
On the right a hole in the Wall appeared and as it turned out, it was an access to a further small room.
"The room goes off to the right... Could be a labyrinth, "said Claire, shining in the empty space.
"Or just a storage room with back room," said Connor. They went on and now they came to a cross-way. Claire shone in all directions. Darkness and bare walls were everywhere. Peter first turned to the right and the others followed him.
"Can I have the candle, please?", he asked and Claire gave it to him. Peter stopped in front of a large door. He did not hesitate a moment when he postponed it. The door rattled.
"Another dark room," whispered Claire and entered. Peter lit with the candle in a huge glass case. Suddenly a skinned man rushed up to him and for a second, a shrill cry echoed through the vaulted cellars of the dark building. Then it was almost silent, only Claire's excited breathing could be heard.
"Is he ...?", asked Lindsay and Connor nodded.
"Yes. He´s in this glass box and he´s dead. You don´t need to be scared", he said, pressing her hand affectionately and with the candle Peter lit again in the glass case. A skinned man had stretched up his arms and lifted a leg. In spite of the threads of his limbs, he looked remarkably alive and he gave the impression he would pounce on its prey like a predator.
"What will we find here?", asked Connor, the light of the candle fell into another glass box and a skinned dog appeared.
"Let's go back," Claire suggested, "We can look at something else but it´s scary here!"
Fortunately, they turned around but now they were clueless as before at the cross-way. "We are going in which direction?", she asked and again they heard a cry, which they had heard before on the kitchen floor...

Nothing to lose? If you want the four should find out more about the cry, jump to Chapter 4; If you want to choose the safe way to go to Chapter 13