Rachel Innes had a brilliant idea for a summer getaway. She decided to rent Sunnyside, a charming country house nestled in the countryside. It seemed like the perfect escape from the chaos of city life, a chance to unwind and reconnect with nature. Rachel wasn't about to embark on this adventure alone, though.When they finally pulled up to Sunnyside, it was like stepping into a postcard. The place oozed old-world charm, with its weathered stone walls and ivy-covered facade. The gardens were a bit wild, but that just added to the whole "secret garden" vibe.They spent the afternoon settling in, unpacking suitcases and exploring their temporary digs. The rooms were huge, filled with antique furniture that had definitely seen better days but still held onto a sort of faded elegance. It was like walking through a time capsule. But the real showstopper was this massive circular staircase that wound its way up through the heart of the house.As night fell, the trio hunkered down for what they thought would be a peaceful first evening. Rachel snuggled into her bed, listening to the unfamiliar creaks and groans of the old house. It was like the place was talking to her, telling stories of all the people who'd lived there before. She was just drifting off when suddenly, bam!At first, she tried to brush it off. Maybe it was just the wind, or a branch scraping against a window. But then she heard it again - unmistakable footsteps.Rachel's heart started doing the cha-cha in her chest. The footsteps were slow and deliberate, like someone was trying to be sneaky but the old wood was ratting them out with every step. She lay there, frozen stiff, ears straining to track the sound.Suddenly, their peaceful country retreat felt more like the setting of a ghost story. Rachel's mind went into overdrive. Was it Gertrude or Halsey sneaking around? But why would they be so hush-hush about it? Or was there someone else in the house? An intruder?As the footsteps continued their eerie journey up and down the staircase, Rachel felt like she was caught in a tug-of-war between fear and curiosity. Part of her wanted to jump up and solve this mystery, but the rational side of her brain kept her glued to the spot.By the time the sun finally decided to show its face, Rachel felt like she'd aged a decade in a single night. The footsteps had eventually stopped, but the silence that followed was almost worse.As she dragged herself out of bed, feeling like she'd been hit by a truck, Rachel knew one thing for sure - their peaceful summer retreat had taken a sharp left turn into Weirdville. Sunnyside, with its picture-perfect facade and that winding staircase, was hiding something.The idyllic country getaway they'd planned had morphed overnight into something way more intriguing and potentially dangerous. As Rachel psyched herself up to face the day and her family, she couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the tip of the iceberg.Little did Rachel know, as she made her way down that circular staircase, that the true horror was yet to come. The peaceful morning she hoped for was about to be shattered in the most shocking way possible.