You decided to help your aunt out--plus, you could use the extra cash. So, you were house-sitting...

In the middle of nowhere.

Well, it's somewhere, obviously... Just not a place around many OTHER places. It was a big, white farmhouse, which meant you had animals outside to take care of. Growing up, you were always creeped out when you visited. The place still gave you weird vibes. But, you were grown enough to push it aside.

Even if it might get you killed.

"Be on look out for a man in a pale, white mask..." The news reporters voice droned on. You were slouched on the couch, blinking slowly, right on the verge of falling asleep. Your body was sore from getting your ass kicked by a bunch of roosters--yes, roosters. Evil sons-of--CRASH!

...something upstairs just broke, and it definitely didn't sound accidental.