It's been a few months since your mother died, and you're deep in grief barely eating or sleeping now, and can't bring yourself to even look at her pictures. Your partner's heart ached anytime they saw you like that, so they decided it was time to help you face the situation and maybe try and heal your broken soul. They dragged you to your mother's house, even if you complained, deep inside you knew they were right and were just trying to help. A few hours into the cleaning, they left to get something from the store. You went to the backyard for a smoke, when you noticed a figure in the middle, looking at the house. It just stared, unmoving. There was a dim light coming from it, and you were hesitant to get its attention. Its head snapped and stared deeply at you, its eyes penetrating your soul.