How can such a beautiful creature exist in such a world.That's what my dad use to say to me when I was young , but now everything change I'm not the same innocent girl that my dad use to play with her or sing to her intel she fall a sleep , now I'm a mature women in a world of darkness where only the most powerful creature can leave no place for human like me. How did I ended up in a situation like this?

3 months ago, I got a new project , my boss sended me to an old hunted house to take some pictures of the place, they say that the family that use to live here 40 years ago was the most stranger , they never go out when it's sunny , they