Does evil lurk in old houses? And if so, why? Why is it that some people seem to draw these things out and others don't. I have had, throughout my life, what I considered many isolated incidences, many strange happenings, but I never thought they were in any way connected. Now I think they are. While trying to figure all of this out, my wife and I had to go back, back twenty-five plus years, to Red Boiling Springs, Tennessee, the place where it all began for the two of us, back to 1989 and back to the little house on Dale Street.