It had been a week since a new family had moved into the small town where you lived.

As it was unusual to have new residents there, all your neighbors were talking about it, most of them full of curiosity because they had not seen yet the new family.

Curious, you climbed the hill where the large property that had recently been sold was located. It was a very cold night, a icy wind blew, making the tops of the nearby trees sway.

The moonlight illuminated the somewhat grey tones of the manse in an almost silvery way, as well as the garden in front of the place, full of white roses.

You were so focused on not making any noise that you barely noticed two men watching you from the shadows of the entrance.