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appearing to the children, voices calling the eldest son's name, figures seen moving around behind the double doors in the basement in the middle of the night, the youngest daughter going to the basement one night and flicking the lights off and on, even though the light sockets contained no light bulbs (it being ever-so-logical that the family neglected to put any lights in the dark, eerie basement where they forced their sons to bunk). Even the mother had a supernatural experience beyond the blood-mopping: after setting the table, she turned to answer the phone and when she turned back to the table, the dishes were gone. If only the entity in the house could do that after each meal, rather than before.

Even so, the mother didn't believe her children's reports of odd happenings. And the hardworking, salt-of-the-earth father was even more ardent in his refusal to believe his children. I mean, after all, weren't they successfully raising a houseful of liars? The good news, though, was by that time the eldest son's cancer had gone into remission. He was saved. There was no longer any reason to remain in the odd home where the children were becoming increasingly creeped-out. Really, how many times could the father dismiss a bloodcurdling cry in the night, seeming to emanate from the walls, as "the house settling"? Many, many, many times. In fact, a crazy number of times. Actually, as often and with as much intensity as his children reported being frightened by strange happenings and visitations by frightening, ominous beings. The parents had endless energy for dismissing their children's concerns and fears; like Japanese ping-pong champs volleying back platitudes to assuage the children: "There, there, Suzy, that floating severed head above your bed? That's just the wind. You go back to bed now, and no more of this foolishness!"

Following one too many haunting occurrences, the family sought to have the house exorcised. How far the pendulum swings! Unfortunately, by that time, the eldest son had confronted the demonic voice in the house that summoned him nightly. And the proprietor of the demonic voice filled the boy's head with innumerable ideas of horrible acts to perpetrate upon his family. The boy didn't act on any of these preternatural suggestions, but he recorded them in a journal that would later be found, and would cement in his parents' minds his seamless insanity.

Also at that time, the eldest son took to dressing in dark clothing and became morose around

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