Jaycee looked around the new house she had just bought. It was perfect. Away from people, not to big, not in the city. She had just moved her stuff into her room as she looked around, there were three other bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a big kitchen. There was also a basement, but there wasn't a key to it, so it didn't bother Jaycee too much.

As she peered into the last room, a teens room most likely, seeing how most the posters, bedsheets, and room decor were left abandoned, she heard a small crying sound. She didn't think much of it, until a sniffle was heard. This got her attention. She entered the room, holding one of the books she had in her hands.

"W-Who's there?!" She called out nervously, as she neared the closet.