POE, EDGAR ALLAN
An endless tunnel u2014full of shadows and waves of fear that works sometimes in mysterious, strange waysu2014 is the human mind. That sound in the night... is it an open window striked by the wind, or a murdered man knocking inside his casket? You would hear it while you are reading... is it just a tale, or the feeling that you are upon the verge of a u00abhorror more than mortalu00bb?