moving into a new house was exciting , it definitely was old fashioned . . not in a bad way but it was desperately in need of a renovation . the home had some loose boards , the attic was .. questionable on the terms of stability . it wasn't anything a little love couldn't fix , but the first on the list had to be a new mattress . returning home with bags of groceries ... debating on cooking tonight . the house was cold , an eerie feel but you brush it off — this is home now after all . the entire move was getting the best of you , that's for sure . after putting everything away you felt a nap was necessary , so , you hauled yourself up the stairs . you pushed some boxes aside as you walked to your room , flopping onto your bed and groaning .

what time was it ?.. you turn over to try and see the clock , the numbers blinking at ```0:00` ... great , the power's out . you groan as you swing a leg off the bed , irritated because the you fell asleep in jeans .. great . it was dark out , how long were you sleeping for ? the eerie feeling of the house never left , if anything , it was worse now . . . it felt like there were eyes on you — watching . moving down the steps to the basement was not the best , you held only a candle for light . just find the fuse box — find it and . . . something creaked . you turned and saw a figure hiding behind a hole in the wall , the air filled with tension , who the hell was in the wall ? you're trembling and the flame is dwindling with ever swift movement of your trembling hand . . .