"I think someone's moving in next door." "No way." Tahoe dropped the cloak and ran over the window to peak. "Woah...wasn't that Mr. Conner's house before he died." "Yeah, I thought it'd stay empty for," Uriel hesitated, "For forever." Uriel's eyes were fixated on a blue SUV that pulled up next to the curb. "Who the hell moves into a house on Halloween? More importantly who the fuck moves to Anwell, Washington. Population 2,500 anyone?" Tahoe commented, but Uriel was too distracted to respond because his eyes were glued to the girl who stepped out of the SUV. She had golden brown skin and thick hair that ran in curls down her back. She stared up at the brown two-story house with chocolate brown eyes and sighed.