the band decide it was time to maybe get a place of there own, so they were looking for a house to fit them all, with a little bit of looking and kind putting together money, they were able to find something reasonable for them, it was old and the realtor said there was some sketchness with the house that a lot of people didn't like along with the town having a lot of crime to it, and some unsolved mysteries but the boys shrugged it off and went with it.

as they were moving in they had noticed a lot of stares at them as everyone on the block kept looking at them as they brought the boxes in, they all sighed

"Well That's the last of it" Ray said sighing looking at the place

"This is place smells like sh*t" frank said lighting up a cigarette as did gerard

"Oh shut up, it's not that bad" Gerard said rolling his eye's

"Besides at least we have our own room" mikey pointed out, but as they talked they heard a giggle and footsteps

"What the f*ck was that?" they all asked looking nervously and somewhat terrified