Willard opened the door to the attic. He was afraid of what he would find.

As soon as Easter started, Terrence lit a cigarette.

Lord Darkkirk was in one of his moods.

Patricia took a bite of her kebab.

Ray was drinking. He went over the plan.

The sound of screaming children made Helen want to scream.

Suzanne could see that the deputy was freethinking.

Going to the cave was a nice idea. Alfred buttoned up his jacket.

Valerie was at school. She had a flower in her hand.

Ramon had been expecting Matthew for six days. He gripped his glass.

"They know it was me," Marcus told himself as he waited at the train station.

When Cassandra arrived at Thanksgiving, everyone laughed at her.

For as long as Allan could remember, he'd wanted to be a barista.

Anna put down the chair carefully.

If the stonecutter didn't arrive soon, Shane didn't know what he would do.

When Jacob arrived at his party, Mathew laughed.

On Thursday, Ronnie always made a kite.

The closet was dark and oddly quiet.

Lady Susan was reading in the wardrobe.

Christopher staggered in the gloom. The walls were damp.

After spending a night on the street, Marshall was relieved to see his wife.

Henry could see that Edgar was fixed. He opened the door to the wine cellar.

Lord Offenreach was sitting in the cloakroom.

Stanley was relieved that no one was coming to Easter.

Jay opened the door to the corridor. He lit a cigarette.

It was a snowy winter evening. Mildred was at the butcher.

The noises coming from the conservatory made Clifton uneasy.

Roeve waited for the battle to begin.

Jonathan opened the door to the basement. The silence was overwhelming.

Samuel had come to Japan alone. He was here to meet the dietician.

Ron hoped that the broker was trustworthy.

When Dawn opened the door Mr. Tremblay looked up from his book.

The sound of the motorbike made Erika want to cry.

Lynn was leaving. She hoped for a miracle.

Juldau Lifeless raised her sword.

It was a long way to the desert island. Valerie stopped and questioned her decision.

Lady Gwendolyn was in one of her moods.

Someone had invited a pig to Christmas. Kristen knew it wouldn't end well.

Lord Pantfarne was in one of his moods.

Pauline was in the nuclear power-plant. She had a stapler in her hand.

Corey had never been to the river. He shrugged.

As soon as the funeral started, Doris closed her eyes and took a drag on her cigarette.

Maureen felt that the lamb was monstrous.

When the sun rose, Katrina knew it was time to sleep.

Ralph snapped his fingers.

Marie was suprised to be alive.

Victor wiped the sweat from his brow. It was going to be a long afternoon.

If the bartender didn't arrive soon, Jon didn't know what he would do.

It was a quiet morning down by the pond.

Rita opened the door to the conservatory. Her senses were overwhelmed.

Going to the desert island was a nice idea. Minnie questioned her plan.

"Today is the day," Salvador told himself as he waited in the basement.

Roberto could tell that Eduardo was a security guard. He tried not to feel intimidated.

Miguel walked into the library and glanced at Jamie. "You make me happy," he said.

Tina could feel her life slipping away.

After spending a night on a plane, Brian was relieved to see his boss.

The music coming from the lounge room made Elizabeth uneasy.

When Jordan arrived at his wedding, everyone booed him.

A sense of mystery was in the air. Brittany opened the door.

Uckaimin shielded her eyes against the light.

For as long as Derek could remember, he'd wanted to be a referee.

The turtle was on the loose. Max panicked.

The sound of the squeak toy made Steven want to cry.

It was a long way to the bay. Javier stopped and took a long sip of his hot chocolate.

Lady Cathy was sitting in the outhouse.

There had never been a guitarist quite like Diana Moore, and she knew it.

The guru opened the door, and led Jennie inside.

When Clifton arrived at Christmas, Herbert laughed.

It was a chilly March night. Edith was in the garden.

Christian opened the door to the studio. He was afraid of what he would find.

Howard had come to the moon alone. He was here to meet the tattooist.

If the chimney-sweep didn't arrive soon, Ruth didn't know what she would do.

Jesse fumbled in the gloom. The walls were rough.

Tom could not see anything.

Xiliost waited for the battle to begin.

Stephen could tell that Kevin was worked up. He opened the door to the attic.

It started like any other afternoon in the train station. Sean took a bite of his bratwurst.

As soon as the funeral started, Dwight gripped his pencil.

When the moon came up, Bob knew it was time to sleep.

Carrie had invited a fashion designer to her grand opening. She knew the fun was about to begin.

Anthony could see that Carl was sporting.

Elly-May was at the wax museum. She had a bottle in her hand.

"You deserve this," Dolores told herself as she waited in the hole.

It was a typical night in the basement. Dan crouched and tied his laces.

Tamara walked into the wardrobe and looked at Craig. "You make me feel bad," she said.

After spending a night under a bridge, Vanessa was relieved to see her husband.

Marjorie was paying. She took a long sip of her punch.

Lady Mossstone was eating in the bedroom.

The sound of the vacuum cleaner made Dean hesitant.

The private detective opened the door, and led Scott inside.

Jimmy put down the guitar carefully.

Wallace hoped that the bird was conscientious.

It was a rainy autumn evening. Edgar was on the porch.

The monkey was on the loose. Jonathan tried to remain calm.

The music coming from the cloakroom made Martha hopeful.

There had never been a dentist quite like Rhonda Miller, and she knew it.

Oscar opened the door to the office. He wanted a friend.

Agnes knew that the cheesemaker was uncharitable.

Jackie had been waiting for Emily for three hours. She took a bite of her bread-stick.

Alfred opened the door to the dungeon. He had dreamed of this moment.