Among the rocky wasteland and green hills stood an old mansion. A woman's shrill screams were occasionally heard from the mansion. The mansion was avoided. One day the letter carrier had to deliver a letter to the mansion. The letter was large and square. The letter carrier could not put it in the mailbox, which was far from the mansion, and by rule he had to hand the letter to the recipient. The letter carrier had heard of the mansion's notoriety and mystery. The people of the town knew nothing about the residents of the mansion, and there is always a freedom of rumor developing around the unknown. The letter carrier timidly approached the mansion. When he came closer, he saw that all the windows of the mansion were covered with curtains and the door had no door handle. He came even closer to the mansion and saw that the stairs leading to the front door were covered with a very thick layer of dust. The letter carrier made three timid knocks on the door. The letter carrier heard quick and nervous footsteps, someone was approaching the door. The letter carrier would never tell anyone what he saw in that mansion, but he would never forget it.