恐怖で引きつって紙のようになった顔の皺(しわ)が、二度と元に戻らなかった

From the darkness within, a terrifying voice called, 'Come inside quickly. The plates are already washed!' and a large eye peeked through the keyhole. As they trembled and cried, their hunting dogs suddenly burst in and broke the door. The next instant, the Western house vanished like smoke, leaving the gentlemen stranded in the grass, but their faces, wrinkled like crumpled paper from terror, never returned to normal.