He found some wood in the corner of the living room and made a fire in the fire place.He covered himself with his coat and slept.Toward morning the fire went out,and cold awakened him."It'll be light soon,"he thought."Then I'll go for help."
He closed his eyes again.But before he could doze off there was a terrible crash.Something big and heavy had fallen out of the chimney.It lay on the floor for a minute.Then it stood up and stared down at him. The man took one look and started running. He had never seen anything so horrible in his life.He paused just long enough to jump through a window.Then he ran,and ran,and ran-and ran until he thought his lungs would burst.
As he stood in the road panting,trying to catch his breath, he felt something tap him on the shoulder.He turned around and found himself staring into two big,bloody eyes in a grinning skull.It was the horrible thing! "Pardon me,"it said."Is something wrong?"