Somewhere near your house it stands, one of those decaying places that people always whisper about as they pass by. For every day you age, it seems to age three. But it may well live beyond you, silently daring you each night at dusk to enter, coldly confident you'll always be too afraid.

Music: Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com), Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 License http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/