Hi. My name is Gwen. You’re probably wondering why I look chill in a situation like this. Well let's just say… the moment we moved into this house, I knew there was something else right here with us. But they wouldn't listen. In fact, given what happened, it would be okay if it was just ghosts, but it was something much more… sinister…  On the first day here, While everyone was inside unpacking, I chose to be here and kick a ball around. I learnt to play from my dear late dad.  Oops! I tracked the ball and found it right in the hands of a crooked old woman wearing a hooded cloak who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. Her nails were so long they almost wrapped around the ball. Eek!  "Um.. my ball please?" "The last owner of your house disappeared." "Wha– Who are you?" Finally, she let me have the ball, and I wasted no time in speeding right back to my house.  Once I was at the porch, I turned around to take another look at the woman but– Gwen Eek!!  "STAY AWAY FROM THE BASEMENT if you want to live."  Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.