Your car has made it as far as this deserted country road before the engine finally splutters to a halt. Even the radio cuts out in the middle of the reports of panic in the cities, leaving you all sat in darkness and unnatural silence. Ahead is the derelict Barker-King mansion that has lain empty since that incident in the 50s that only lives on in the memories of parents wishing to scare their children to sleep. There is a sign here - either a for sale sign or a demolition notice. There is only one way to find out.