It’s that month again, that time when we get under our blankets and watch scary movies. What’s that monster in the dark? Who is hiding in the back seat of our cars ready to plunge a knife into our skulls? It’s the time when we let fear high jack our emotions and we love it.

It was a simple door. Nothing scary hiding behind it unless of course the lawn mower scares you. No behind this beat up worn door hid the chance at the unknown. I snapped it just because I happened to like the color red and what was left over, is the stuff of nightmares.