Someone’s watching from the shadows... There are rumors going around that a boy in a red hood has been asking people if they’ve noticed anyone in the dark crevices of their home... At first it might sound ridiculous, but everybody knows the feeling: they’re supposed to be alone, but it feels like they’re being watched. Is someone peeking through the window? Or the cracked open door? The desk, the bookshelf, the dresser—there are gaps everywhere, and from them, the chilling sound of laughter