Nature is a haunted house-but Art-is a house that tries to be haunted.

— Emily Dickinson

You know the house. The one at the end of the road down the long driveway that seems to have a permanent shadow hanging over its head. One that sends shivers up the spines of people who pass as they quicken their pace and bow their head in the hopes nothing will happen to them. The one that is the gossip of the water-cooler, yet no one really knows why.

In Death House, several talented authors take us on a journey through the houses they see in their nightmares. Ones that contain all manner of haunts, horror, death and destructions. Houses that may not simply be plucked from the imagination, but may in fact exist in reality.

Be wary of the house whose door you step through.

You can never be sure what is on the other side.

Alannah K Pearson