George, desperate for an answer, opens the coat closet door. Every furniture item falls out, nearly knocking him to the floor, his hair and clothing disheveled, his face in terror.

Unexplainable. There was no way all that furniture could fit in a tiny closet such as this!

Wanda rushes to George’s side, grasping his arm tightly. “Are you alright? How could this happen?” In bewilderment, Wanda shivers and shakes her head. She pulls her sweater tighter around her.

Nodding, he straightens his clothing, a tremor up his spine. “Is this some kind of trick? Who would…who could do such a thing? This is impossible!” Sofa, love seat, tables, bookcases, books, everything lying in a tall mound, with no explanation.

Suddenly, a wind rushes from the closet, books and papers whirl about. The couple retreats from the mess, gasping in terror. From where did this whirlwind come? Something strange is occurring in their new home and they do not like it. Scurrying from their new home, George and Wanda do not like it one bit!