The Evening was approaching and the sky was a swirling maze of indigos and greys. The lake glimmered softly and the moon brightly glowed. What beast lay at the top of that hill? We walked the steep path to the haughty front door of Auburn Manor. You could imagine Lucifer standing behind it with a club in hand. A black raven stood on a the branch of a tree near the door. You could see his claws clenched and his dark gleaming eyes. He cawed as if he was ordering us to get off his land. Dale took out a hunting knife, and hid it behind his back, as we knocked on the front door. There was no answer, so we wandered around the side of the house. One of the windows was slightly open, so Dale pulled it up and climbed inside. He stretched out his hand to help me in, but I resisted. "We can't go in there," I remarked. "Trust me, we can," he replied. "Who lived here?" I asked. "A husband and wife and their two sons and daughter," Dale replied. "How do you know?" He paused for a moment, then said. "My father used to let this property to them." "Ah, then it's ok." Dale grinned cheekily and I climbed in. "I nearly made you burgle," he said. "Yes, evil you are." We had been looking for a place to rent. Maybe here would do. It was in a pleasant spot. "We could rent from your father," I said. "It's not really suitable for us. Too far from any shops." I looked around the dusty old living room. It appeared as if there hadn't been a tenant in years. I peered through the cherry patterned curtains, down to the lapping lake. Close to the shore on the far side of the lake, at the tip on an inlet to a much larger lake, was a windmill, standing all alone, amid a mass of dark bushy trees. A stone staircase, lead down to the water's edge, where a boat was tied up. Dale put his hand on my shoulder and whispered, "Coming?" The dark mahogany floor creaked as I followed Dale out to the kitchen. It was down a dark hall a bit, and further down a few steps. The kitchen was large, with old white wooden presses. It looked out onto a series of gardens. There were no modern appliances and the power had been switched off. He turned on the tap. "I have a drink," I said. I took out some red lemonade from my handbag and we drank away. We spent a little longer at that house, before setting off again by foot. Our car was still there, where we left it, so we climbed in and set off for home.