When the snow falls.
You feel uneasy. The past few nights, you have been hearing things in your house that just creeps you out. You're not the kind of person that gets paranoid easliy. But tonight... it just doesn't feel right.
You find yourself in your kitchen, staring at the white blanket of snow covering the yard outside the window, while you somewhat listen to your mother ramble on how the day was so miserable at work. You help her out with dinner. You sit down to the dinner table in the adjacent room. "Oh, dear," she says, "I forgot to get peas." She walks out of the room, gets her coat and purse and places them both on. "I'll be gone for five minutes. Keep the doors locked," she says.
You find yourself in your kitchen, staring at the white blanket of snow covering the yard outside the window, while you somewhat listen to your mother ramble on how the day was so miserable at work. You help her out with dinner. You sit down to the dinner table in the adjacent room. "Oh, dear," she says, "I forgot to get peas." She walks out of the room, gets her coat and purse and places them both on. "I'll be gone for five minutes. Keep the doors locked," she says.