There was no sign in the exterior appearance of that house that suggested that so many terrifying tales occupied its corners. It was not an isolated house, nor was it chaotic. It occupied one of the corners of the road, and its facade looked exactly like the facades of the houses adjacent to it in the neighborhood. It had the same number of windows as the neighboring houses, and it was also provided with the same balcony overlooking the gardens. However, some houses that carry a secret character, in which someone plants the seeds of evil, crimes are committed in cold blood. Perhaps the inanimate objects of the house bear witness to these brutal atrocities, remaining silent even after the evil people leave. Despite their departure, the evil spirit remains stuck in the ceilings of the house as if it refuses to leave after it was a sure witness to the loss of an innocent soul. All that nervous breakdown and all those scratches and blood that were spilled made the smell of panic refuse to leave those places.