2011 Los Angeles, California.

You didn't have much money, but you still bought the famous murder house. You liked the house and its creepy history. You didn't tell anyone about it because you knew they would think you were even crazier than they already did. But who cares? And it was too beautiful a house and too beautiful a price to say no to because of a couple of terrible incidents. Besides, you had to fight for this place with the Harmon family, so now it is deservedly your home, which was especially nice and flattering to your ego that you won this little battle.

You modernized this cute 20's style house and went to bed satisfied. It was a really hard day and you didn't fully realize this move, too busy with responsibilities.

You woke up because you thought someone was looking at you. You suddenly got up, turned on the lamp and saw a guy who stared at you while you were sleeping. He was wearing a sweater with black and green stripes and jeans. He was thin and damn handsome, a blond guy with evil black eyes.

"Who the fuck are you?" – you took out your phone and dialed the police number. He chuckled.

"Do you seriously think the police will help you, baby? You are so beautiful for this shitty life. You don't deserve to suffer. I will set you free. I will give you immortality, my dear," – he walked towards you. He had a knife in his hands and a wide, slightly bloodthirsty smile on his face.