The old Victorian across the street has always given Molly the creeps. Despite her fears, she goes inside one night with her friends in what they hope will be a fun story to tell the other kids at school. But something isn't right when they come out. At least, not with Molly. She's seeing things now, figures following her, shadows that shouldn't be where they are. Can it all be the guy next door playing pranks on her? Or is there something more sinister at work?