I lived in this big old colonial house. It was beginning to become dark so I went from door to door locking it against the night. Every door I came to was unlocked. There were multiple complicated locks on each door. There seemed to be no door knob lock so as I locked from the top, something would try to get in and the door would bow out with the pressure. I would desperately lean upon the door and try to engage the locks. A lock would break apart and I would have to try to grab the broken piece and re-engage it without letting what was outside in.
I went through many doors and as I approched the last door, it was completely open with a screen door. I could see out. The night had fallen. I ran for the door and slammed it shut as a dark shadow shid over the porch and tried to get through. The battle was the worse one of all, and I had dozens of locks to engage. The door would bow out. I looked out the peep hole, and there was a strange wonma standing there. She pushed at the door.
Scared that I locked someone innocent out in the dark, I desperately undid the locks to let her in. When I opened the door, it was all dark. Nobody was there.