When you’ve become accustomed to living on your own, caring for your children on your grand, historic estate, it’s hard to take on boarders. It’s even more difficult when the uninvited beings moving into your home live on another plane.
After all, how do you complain to your lousy roommates about their bad behavior if you can’t see them?
First, you notice a rattle around the house, as if things are moving beyond their own will.
Then, the bumps in the night begin to wake you up.
No matter how many times you adjust the lights and curtains, your lamp is never on when you want it to be.
If it weren’t so un-lady-like, it would be enough to make you contemplate hitting someone.
Then your children begin acting strange.
And something starts playing with their toys.
And you start to get really angry.
But what’s a loving mother to do when your only means of communication with these other beings, whatever they are, is through creepy, cryptic drawings?
It’s enough to drive you out of the house. Your rightful house.
Almost. But not quite.