Stillgrievingandunabletocometotermswiththemysteriouslossofhersister,Lydiareturnshomeonenightonlytofindoutthatthefrontdoorisunlockedandslightlyopen.Astheterrifiedwomanentersherhomecautiously,everythingseemstobeinorder,nevertheless,anominousfeelingthatapairofeyesiswatchinghereverymove,makesherskincrawl.Sometimes,themindcanplayawfultricksononewhenheisinthethick,blackshadows,although,thereisnoneedtoworry;afterall,thedeadstaywiththedead,right?WrittenbyNickRiganas

Lydia, haunted by her sister’s death, becomes paranoid that she is not alone when she comes home to find her front door unlocked. Masterfully paced and packed with exceptionally wound…