Not much has changed here at Winter River; same old town, same old house. It's not very easy to believe that something horrible or even strange ever happened here. But all I need to do to remember those crazy events; to prove to myself that it all wasn't another one of my horrible morbid dreams, is to go down to Delia's sculpting room and look at her many new sculpting's. All of them are of him. The latest being the snake that dropped my father, Charles, from the top of the stairs. Knowing Delia, this is probly some sort of mental therapy that she learn on television, but I don't think I can blame her after what happened. I still have dreams about it. Well, you see; I believe this whole thing started with the Maitland.