Novel: Occult adventure
I climbed the front steps with caution, aware that each one was possibly leading to my doom. I turned the knob and pushed the door open with one hand, my other hand itching to take out my pistol but my mind fully aware that that would do no good. The monster would simply take it from me.
The front room was empty – of people anyway. The yellow light was coming from the next room, the kitchen area. I went forward, well aware of the noise every step I took made in the trash on the floor. In the dim light, the place felt more claustrophobic than ever. The boxes and magazines and broken furniture lining the walls felt like they were closing in on me the further I entered the house.