Venturing down the dark and vacant streets of Detroit one late night, I thought to myself about this mysterious phone call I had got 2 days ago saying, "If you dare to enter the house of madness you will die like the others who dared to do so".. thinking to my self I remember a old school house story of the little boy who had lost his mom and went into the house and his body was found weeks later behind the house in the little pond, filled with mud and seaweed...side swiped by the time I had began walking fast past the house and bam I was throw to the ground and could only see a red flashing light and could here a squealing voice saying, "What are you doing this late, going in that house will get you killed for sure but I hear they have a nice little award out if someone enters and remain alive to exit"*Evil Snicker* and walks away and says "If you are up for the challenge you need a army to enter them Hell Walls and survive" and walks away and leave me on the cold ground shivering and thinking, BUT WHO