Amanda flicked on the porch light as she gazed through the peep-hole in her solid oak front door. It was only 7:30 in the evening but being the middle of winter, it was already quite dark outside.

A chill ran through her as she watched a silhouetted figure walking away from her door and descend the steps. It was not that the person was leaving; it was the motion around the dark figure that disturbed her. As the figure got further from the range of the low wattage light bulb, she could no longer see it, but the eerie motions that surrounded it were still visible.

Just as she was about to turn away from the door, Amanda let out a scream as…