Anna is brought back to her childhood home after the sudden death of her mother. While deciding what to do with the house she begins to uncover a horrible secret. With the help of a long lost love and the ghost of her mom Anna begins to put the puzzle together piece by awful piece.
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As he watched her the smile froze on her face then disappeared completely. She sat up straight in her chair and her eyes widened at something behind him. He stared into her frightened eyes and felt a gust of freezing air wrap around him. All of the flesh on his body tightened and broke out in goose bumps. The hair on the back of his neck rose and even though he didn't want to and even though every rational thought he had told him no to, he turned slowly around.
In front of the open basement door stood Anna's mother. Anna's dead mother. She looked just as she had in life. It wasn't a hazy apparition or a horror movie monster, it was her mom.
Landon blinked his eyes and stared at her in disbelief while his heart thundered in his chest. Anna whispered, "Oh my god. Do you see her?"
He nodded unable to speak, unable to move. She stood there a moment more with her eyes bouncing back and forth between them before disappearing completely leaving no trace what so ever that she had been there. The basement door slammed shut with a jarring thud that caused then both to jump. After a moment Landon walked over to the door on feet that felt numb. He felt like he was in a dream, his movements too slow and jerky. The walk from the counter to the door seemed to stretch on for a mile.
"What are you doing?" Anna asked. Panic made her voice too shrill in the quiet room. He turned to her and said, "I'm new at this whole ghost thing but I would say she wants to show us something down there. She wants us to follow her."
As if for emphasis the door creaked open a few inches. He held his hand out to her. "Come on."
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