Wind rustles through the cornstalks as they sway in the dark of the night. Soft footsteps, eerie faint sounds and the movement of the corn seems to be all around you. Something darts in front of you and disappears. The stillness of the countryside makes your skin crawl as the breath at the back of your neck tells you you're not alone. If you make it through the cornfield and enter the house you are disoriented and confused. It is darker still here with sounds of terror surrounding you. Every passage you choose, dead end you encounter and doorway you approach changes as you go. The House is enveloping you, consuming you and now you can feel the presence of others all around you, though you can't see them, you're unsure of where they are. You know only they are blood thirsty, undead and want you, body and soul and you..cannot..escape.