In 1815, in a house where seven once lived a happy, and fun life, soon turned into dreaded memories. The house on the hill was where parties, get togethers, or just to have fun, was held. A happy family once lived in that house, one Mom, one dad, and seven boys, that family is no longer happy, but shattered and torn apart. After the parents died on a trip, their sons became slightly depressed. Until one by one, the sons started mysteriously dying, until the last one, the youngest, was so depressed about his parents' and brothers' deaths, he hung himself on a tree in the backyard. Or that's what everyone thought, no none of their deaths were accidents or suicide, but murders. No one knows that though, and that's why they are still there, that's why they haven't left yet, and won't until everyone knows that. There is only one girl that can help. One shy girl who keeps to herself and would never go into the house. But they need her to yell it to the world, then and only then would they finally Rest In Peace.
