Noon

"Hey, looks like she's waking up."

Kylie heard a voice around her as she regained consciousness.

"Ugh... how did I get in here?" she asked groggily.

"You passed out in the basement," Richard answered. "Your face looked whiter than snow."

"Damn, it was that bad?"

"Yep. Do you remember what happened?" inquired her dad.

"Well, I saw George Kole get attacked by this weird shadow person. It scared me half to death. That's all I remember."

"A shadow person? So I assume you couldn't recognize it," he asked.

Kylie nodded.

"You know, I recall seeing something like that when I lived back in Ohio," he recalled. "When I was about your age, I saw one running around in my bedroom. For a while, I refused to sleep there."

"Seriously? That's messed up," Kylie said with wide eyes.

"The neighbors think it could have been the previous owner of the house I lived in, but they weren't 100 percent sure," said Richard.

"The previous owner... you just gave me an idea," Kylie declared, reaching for her iPhone.

She decided to look more in-depth into the history of her house. Sure enough, she came across George Kole's name. Next to his name, though, was another name: Jack Flynn. He lived in this house from 1952 to 1958. Then, Kylie decided to type in the name Jack Flynn on Google, and she then came across some startling facts about the man. The facts sounded all too familiar.