Nightmare House

The seas wave’s sounds thunder off the cliffs and into her ears,
The night is lighted only by the dim moon light playing a game of 'Peek a Boo' through a thick wooded path to her ancentors’ vacation home.
Lugging her bags to a deserted house her footing becomes precarious under the weight of the luggage
And the dimly lit pathway to the house combined with her being natural clumbly, only through luck and faith did she make her way to the house unharmed.
Upon entering the dark, deserted, house she was overpowered with a feeling of dread.
Gingerly, she tiptoed around the old house, being careful not step through rotten wood in the carpeted floor.
As she was creeping through the house she felt eyes watching her every move, the feeling of dread that she had felt in entering the house turns to a feeling of a preseces of evil.
Looking for the dark shadows, she felt she saw a moment on the walls, where she catch the movements of
family members in frames ,who should be frozen in time scream for freedom in distracting silence.
Hiding in the dark shadows that she can not see, the evil being watches and waits.
She takes a deep breath...the alarm goes off.