The moon hung heavy in the sky, and a chilly wind blew across the beach, as Ashton walked to the dilapidated house. It sat back in a scraggle of grass, surrounded by a broken fence. A garage had collapsed to the right of it, and from the look of the house it could go at any moment. The roof already looked like a monster had peeled shingles off sharpening its claws. The place was an eyesore, one that neighbors had long complained about. If only they knew what was hiding in it ...