When Judith left the house all the lights were burning, as she knew her return trip would require it. It had only been an hour but by the time she returned, the lights had been extinguished by some unknown force.
Entering the foyer, she could smell the familiar scent that had lingered
for days - the smell of charred flesh and hair. Covering her mouth, she entered the darkened home.
That night was her last.
Judith became consumed by an evil that would hold her prisoner in that dank, cold space. To Judith's surprise and fear, she discovered she was not alone. Many souls before her had become trapped in time in the same space.