They sat foot in the aboundon place and as if the wind had gotten a new lease of life it started to blow at high speed.
The leaves resting on the ground rode the waves of wind and started to fly in every direction.
Silja turned around and Donovan closed his eyes.
"So this could be the old recident where my mother and uncle were used to live?" She asked.
"Can be," Donovan nodded.
"Come lets go in," Donovan said and both of them walked towards the strairs that were leading towards the upper floor.
"Walk slowly," Donovan said and slowly pushed Silja ahead so they could get shelter from the wind.
The wind was so harsh that it was even hard to walk straight.
None of them knew why the atmosphere changed so abruptly.
Both of them walked towards the stairs.
Standing at the first floor the howling of the wind sounded even scarier from before. as if so many beasts had been unleashed and they were growling loudly.