The old victorian house was supposed to be abandoned, falling apart. Not many people went around it, there were rumours it was haunted. But, you were looking for a place to get away, so the isolated cliff side house seemed a viable option. You walked inside as the rain poured harder, taking off your coat, and spinning around to take it all in. It seemed to be in decent shape, but, as you turned, you see an odd figure standing at the top of the great stairs. Watching.