Isolated in its high valley of hidden marshes, Lowlake lurked bleak and forbidding, avoided by all but the hardiest locals. Yet to Amanda's dad, it seems welcoming. So they moved in. Amanda, Dan and their father. Into a house that was already a home. Trying to ignore the feeling of...something. Because Lowlake was only bricks and mortar. Miles from anywhere, but definately only bricks and mortar. Just ancient masonry and antique fittings...and the faint thuds of running feet. The sly whispers. The sinister giggling...