One hour later, Jessy and Oliver were now traveling on the open highway, enjoying and appreciating the beauty of the countryside.
As they went farther away from the city the houses were getting few in between and acres of land unfolds before their very eyes.
Thirty minutes later.
They arrived in an abandoned house that was famously called a haunted house by others.
Oliver parked his car under the shade of the White Oaktree.
Jessy rolled down the window and inspected the deserted house. It was a two-story brick house surrounded by a vast area of land were plants and wild bushes were growing abundantly behind the house.
The house stood in the middle of the land that used to be the residence of a happy family. Until one night, they were all slaughtered mercilessly by the unknown killer and that killer was still at large until now.
Oliver exited the car and Jessy followed.
