Everyone in town knew the stories. Everyone believed them, with one notable exception. Collette Was new to town. She had arrived only a few days before the start of her first term at the local college. Her wish to enter a sorority was hinging on one task. She was to enter the old deserted house on Widow's Road, search it from top to bottom, then spend the night there. They didn't tell her about what happened in the house 50 years ago. They didn't tell her about the night a girl, about her own age, had slaughtered her entire family after years of abuse, and then killed herself. Some say she still haunts the house, seeking new victims to kill with her deadly embrace. Done entirely in Carrara 8.0 pro. No postwork.