There are houses that shelter.
There are houses that remember.
On Ash Lane, something chooses.
Greg was born into the house on Ash Lane.
His mother died there.
And the house never seemed ordinary.
Lights flicker at precise intervals
Rooms fall silent when they shouldn’t.
Records appear where none should exist.
When new parents arrive, they believe they have been given a child who needs them.
They do not realize the house chose them.
As Greg begins searching for answers hidden inside the walls and beneath the floors;
He starts to understand something far worse than a haunting.
The house does not want him gone.
It wants him aligned,
