This is a story about an old house, based on a true story, at least one person died in 1989. I stood next to him when he met his fate and the old house. I wanted to do the same as him, but at the last moment I felt an incomprehensible fear. The man who made the mistake died in a car accident a week later. Read and decide for yourself whether this is a coincidence or the black insides of a terrible house. The story is told on behalf of a twelve-year-old boy.