Anticipation (Part Two)

With a flat tire, we enter Dunwich. The buildings look abandoned and many falling to ruin. We pull over in front of a decrepit mansion. The appearance of anyone living there in years are not to be seen. Darkness quickly surrounds us. What is that smell my wife asks, and what do we do now? We wait I tell her. I don't know what's going to happen but I know something will. As expected, a heavy fog begins to roll down the empty streets toward us. I'm filled with excitement. If something horrible doesn't kill us, the anticipation surely will.