Heather shrieked, in terror, when, she came close to the stairwell, then suddenly, vanished, as a long, black tentacle dragged her down, into the darkness. Mike frantically screamed, “Heather,” as he pulled out his hunting knife, and rushed down into the darkness, after her. Suddenly, something grabbed his waist, and lifted him off the ground. Upon hacking off a long dark limb, he turned, on his flashlight and hollered, “Heather,” all he heard was silence, he carefully made his way back up stairs thinking his wife was dead. At the top of the stairs, he was almost knocked over, as Heather grabbed him a hug, almost crushed his ribs.