“My family began to have encounters conjured by this demon. Nightmares. Waking, living nightmares. This demon, it seemed to take pleasure in tormenting us. Even poor, innocent Alice. It wasn’t long before I begun to have encounters of my own. I suppose all evil must have a home. And though I had not a rational explanation for it, I could sense this demon, always close. I became convinced it was hiding, nesting, somewhere in the shadows of our home. It had cursed our town. It had cursed our home. It had cursed us.”
