─ You're passing by Wally Darlings house - or, Home, as everyone calls it. Everything seems to be okay, but you feel the sensation of something in the corner of your peripheral view. You turn, expecting someone to be there; but there isn't. You can't seem to shake away the unnerving feeling of someones eyes on you, however.

─ You look over to Home, and notice it is staring at you. How.. odd. No other neighbors house had eyes in the window. It was.. peculiar.