That night, this is absolutely pitch dark.

It was abandoned and it was secluded.

This was his playground.

This is the place that we've been searching for.

I've been shocked.

I'm a mother. You can start.

You can feel and hear the fear and no voice.

Here comes a monster into your house.

Somebody's killing mothers and daughters.

That's about as scary as it gets.

I just broke down.

Who I want to do this?

Something you would never imagine would happen.

Cold, calculating eyes, lifeless, and it was almost a ghost.

You don't know when he's going to hit next, and you don't know who he's going to hit next.

He truly thought he could outsmart us.

That's when it gets scary.

Consider for a moment that cozy word, home, and all-it-y books.

Warp, family, shelter, security, got it?

And now reflect on what happens when those four walls are breached.

When nightmare stuff crawls through the window, kicks in the doors.

When a haven becomes a house of horrors.

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