After the mounting tension, the hallway was surprisingly calm and well-ordered. The usual bric-a-brac that infested houses like these sat on shelves... little china ornaments, doileys, snow globes. The old telephone that sat alone on a little round table was almost startling in its normality.<br/><br/>A regular wooden creaking noise came from a doorway up ahead and to the left. Otherwise, the house seemed silent.