Young newlyweds Jen and David Medlin could see the great white house from their bedroom window. They were fascinated by the local stories about the mansion, and by the aura of glamour surrounding the glittering, talented people who gathered there. But there were rumors of strange rituals in the deathly stillness of night...
Jen and David's fascination soon turned to suspicion, and then to gnawing fear, as Jen began to feel frightening powers within herself - powers that were leading her into the hands of evil.
Then, on the unholy eve that is consecrated to the minions of darkness, David gazed across at the house looming against the blackening skies, and a wave of panic turned his blood to ice. Jen was in that house... and he knew, with dreads certainty, that something evil beyond his most horrible imaginings was at this very moment enveloping her in the grasp of everlasting damnation.