The Murder

it was a dark stormy night everyone (for the most part) was asleep, it was that time of night where things were expected to happen and the rain did not make it any less better if anything it had gotten worse.

Ethan was a writer who had not written a best-selling book for a while if anything, everything after the book in which WAS successful was all bullshit and made up as if he were lying about the events in which he described in his book, however, Ethan had recently gotten a new book idea (not so much an idea but more truth) that he could write. Ethan found out about a murder in which happened at a house in a neighborhood that was pretty far off but lucky for Ethan the home was for sale but of course no one else had known about the house being the place for a murder (except Ethan)

the murder contained two adults which where a mother and father and their five kids between the ages of about five and fifteen Ethan knew this was going to make a good book, although the book was a "Snuff" he realized this may not go over well, but he was also willing to take the risk.

The thing is that Ethan is a superstitious person he believed in the supernatural demons, ghost, etc. Although he believed in the supernatural he knew nothing would happen, he may have believed in them but he had no reason to worry, he was going to write a book on the murder then he was gone if only it were that simple.

Ethan began packing his stuff as did his kids and wife, the boy is sixteen and the daughter is eight the wife in her early thirties as well as Ethan, the daughters name was Sarah, the boys is John, the wife is Jane.

The kids packed heavily for they did not think they would come back, Jane and Ethan packed lightly for they did know they would come back Ethan places all of their luggage in the trunk of the car (which was possibly able to hold a body because of the size) as they were packing they had a bunch of people drive by and stick their nose up in the air, everyone knew who Ethan was they knew he wrote a few bad books exaggerating what had actually happened.

Ethan just wanted to make things interesting for readers so he may have stretched it a little bit, so what? What's the harm in that? It was an obvious mistake that there's a lot wrong with it.

Jane and the kids finally settled down in the car waiting for Ethan to get in, after packing his (and theirs) stuff in the bag he got in and turned the key to start the engine he sat their a minute pulling up the address on a GPS so they don't get lost they had never been this far from home it was a new town, new home, all Ethan wanted was the book then they were leaving the house.

Once they arrived to the house red alarms were already settling in, broken window door hinge almost off there were police in the neighborhood possibly due to the fact the murder took place in that neighborhood, Ethan and the others settled in the house.