"Oh, sweetie, we're everywhere. . . Creeping and crawling and all a hoot. Not even your precious deity can save you now. . . you lovely, deathly sweet thief. . ." Aine Mord's girlfriend is taking her with her family to a rented mansion up in the east. It's been abandoned for years, and this trip is to see if they'd be willing to buy it. Skygge Brynjolf, Aine's girlfriend, was freaked out by the images she'd seen, and demanded Aine came with her. They agreed. Unfortunately for the both of them, there is a frightening apparation at the mansion, and it has determined that it doesn't like intruders. And Aine, in particular has caught it's interest. Will the pair be able to make it out alive? Or is there something . . . more . . . lying beneath the facade of the grandeur mansions? Only time can tell. . .