A cold breeze greeted Hitori's face as he opened the door. Surprisingly, the room was dark. He wondered if sunlight had ever blessed the walls and floor of the room.
Hitori raised his finger and lightened a tiny torch on his finger. He held his finger in front of him as he took a step inside the house.
A thin line of fire erupted in his face out of nowhere. Hitori jumped back and moved his finger away. The fine line disappeared in an instant after producing almost no flame.
Hitori left the key in the hole and advanced into the room. He bent and lifted his finger above the door to see what was caught on fire. He still saw nothing, so he increased the fire.
A sizzling spider fell on his finger, then to the ground. Hitori jumped and banged his back against the door jamb. "Oh, crap."
He got up and crushed the burning spider under his shoes. Hitori sighed, then looked at the room. Right above the door, he had spotted a torch or something.