As the friends continue to taunt and scare each other you are suddenly interrupted by a strong and insistent pounding on the locked front door.<br/><br/>"Please!" A desperate voice calls out, you recognize it as a male voice but nothing beyond that. "Please for pity's sake, I need your help!" It calls out. "Please!" The pounding continues on the door continues.<br/><br/>If anyone peeks out of the small viewing hole in the door or through the shutters to the side you will see one figure outside, a male figure of human size, somewhat on the heavy side wearing a thick green cloak with a hood pulled up to ward off the rain, although he appears to be soaked through with mud caked on his boots as if he has been outside for quite some time this night.