It was dark world after something bad had happened. Only fire for light. We were at a dark hill. There were old houses here and there. We were trying to find something or someone or about the history of the houses and what had happened.
One house was partially ruined. The stairs were wooden and I was climbing carefully up to the door at the top. It was a set of stairs that led only to this one door. It wouldn’t open but I saw feet of someone shuffling. My companions called me and we went down to explore more.
