A nice farmhouse, continuously goes up on the market, until one day Michael and his dog Wiley buy the place. With acreage, woods and a barn, it was the fresh beginning Michael needed. There was always something off about the woods on the property, Michael always got the heebie-jeebies when he looked into the woods and Wiley never went into them.
One night, a creature came a knocking on his door and after that his world was turned upside down.
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