After stepping out of the car he was met by the same aroma. The aroma of wet concrete and wet grass. Towering above him was the house where he grew up with countless happy memories. Only this time Justin felt an uneasy feeling of being watched overcome him. And couldn’t help but notice the slight movement of the curtain of one of the rooms upstairs. Catching a glimpse of something peeking from the corner of the window. What the hell, white eyes? What was that thing?… Based on True Events!