It was a winter cold white day and Andrea was on the road from her office in London to Blackbourne , the country where she lived . During the journey she felt alone , because it was a dark evening and the road she was travelling on was desert road , so she wanted to listened to the radio but it had stolen in London . Then she saw a little old lady hitchhiking in the snow , she weared a yellow dress , a yellow hat , she carryed an old bag and a big notice saying “Blackbourne” . Andrea felt sorry for the old lady and she picked up her . The old lady came in the car hardly , in fact she wasn't so little and she said labouriously “ I'm just going to Blackbourne” , Adrea was surprised because she had never seen her in Blackbourn so she asked her if she lived in Blackbourne but the old lady answered that she was going to visit a friend of hers . Andrea got a nasty feeling so she looked at the old lady and she noticed she had hairy arms and hairy hands . “Hairy hands ?!” then her blood froze because she realized the old lady wasn't a lady but a man . Andrea wanted to trick the man to get out of the car so she pretended she had hit something and she asked the old lady to control . The man got out of the car and Andrea accelerated madly and escaped from the man after many miles Andrea checked the old bag of the man , inside there were an one hand axe an a razor-blade dirty of blood . Andrea screamed .