The only sound he could hear besides his pounding heart were the echoing of his feet on the hardwood floors as he raced along the hallway.
All he’d ever wanted was to be the good son and help his parents out. It was that thinking that brought him to his Uncle Lewis’ house to help organize his things for the auction.
Now, he was the only one left.
He didn’t know why or how, but something in the house had hunted them one at a time.
A shadow suddenly appeared in front of him as he turned toward a window.