1. SECRETS IN THE ATTIC 00:02:26 A MUSTY AND DUSTY PLACE WHERE FORGOTTEN HEIRLOOMS WHISPER THEIR NAMES THROUGH THE RAFTERS. LONG BASS GUITAR NOTES FLOW INTO SWEEPING, MOODY SYNTH PADS, UNDERSCORED BY CREAKING ATTIC AMBIENCE AND TWINKLING MUSIC-BOX CHIMES.

4. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT 00:02:14 A SINGLE, MUFFLED FOOTSTEP ECHOES IN THE DARK, AND YOUR HEART PLUMMETS. YOU ARE NOT ALONE. WHISPERED VOICES DISSOLVE INTO DEEP, DARK THUMPS, ANCHORED BY BROODING BASS-SYNTH, MOODY LOW PADS AND DARK MELODIC ELEMENTS.

7. BANSHEE LULLABY 00:02:27 OTHERWORLDLY VOICES DRIFT LIKE PALE FOG BENEATH THE RAFTERS, HOLDING THE HOUSE IN A HUSH TOO CALM TO TRUST. EERIE, BANSHEE-LIKE AMBIENT VOCALS AND BREATHS SWELL INTO RESONANT TUBULAR-BELL STRIKES, SHIMMERING HARP PHRASES, AND A LOW CHOIR-PAD UNDERCURRENT.

10. THE HIDDEN CORRIDOR 00:02:27 A DIM PASSAGE STRETCHES BEYOND SIGHT, ITS WALLS PULSING WITH FAINT, UNFAMILIAR HEARTBEATS THAT NEVER QUITE SYNC WITH YOUR OWN. SHORT STRING FIGURES AND WINDY AMBIENT PADS MUTATE INTO BOOMING DRUMS WITH A TIMPANI, FLECKED WITH PIZZICATOS AND LONG, HELD SYNTH-STRING NOTES.

13. CURSED BONES 00:02:34 ANCIENT BONES GRIND BENEATH THE DUST, THEIR HOLLOW RATTLE TUGGING EVERY BREATH TOWARD THE GRAVE. A BROODING LOW HARPSICHORD AND SUSTAINED PAD TONES INTO TO A DUSKY FLUTE MELODY, DELAYED LOW THUMP FRAMED BY RATTLING-BONE EFFECTS AND A WINDY, GHOSTLY PAD.

16. IT IS WATCHING 00:02:13 A SLOW, CREEPING DREAD BUILDS AND RECEDES - AS IF SOMETHING UNSEEN IS STUDYING YOUR EVERY MOVE FROM THE SHADOWS. ESCALATING STACCATO STRINGS, TIMPANI AND EERIE PAD SWELLS INTENSIFY INTO MONSTROUS ROARS, TENSION BUILDING SLOWLY THROUGHOUT.

19. HOUR OF THE WOLF 00:02:16 WHEN THE WORLD HOLDS ITS BREATH BEFORE DAWN, SOMETHING STIRS - CLAWS SHARPEN, EYES GLOW AND THE BEAST WITHIN BEGINS TO RISE. SPOOKY LOW AND HIGH-PITCHED STRING NOTES WITH A LARGE BOOM DRUM UNDERSCORE A FERAL WEREWOLF ALL PUNCTUATED BY DISTURBING, REPETITIVE BEEPS

22. THINGS FEEL DIFFERENT AT NIGHT 00:02:59 DARKNESS TRANSFORMS EVERYTHING. WALLS SEEM CLOSER, SOUNDS CARRY FARTHER, AND EVEN YOUR OWN FOOTSTEPS FEEL UNFAMILIAR. FLUTTERING NIGHT WINGS DISSOLVE INTO A MIDNIGHT AMBIENCE, WHERE A DISTURBING MOODY CHORD PAD, ROLLING THUNDERSTORM EFFECTS, WINDSWEPT PADS AND EERIE TWINKLING BELL STRIKES CONVERGE.

25. POLTERGEIST IN THE HAUS 00:01:45 A MALEVOLENT PRESENCE STIRS, HURLING OBJECTS IN BLIND FURY, DRIVEN BY A NEED NOT TO SCARE BUT TO WOUND. ANGULAR RHYTHMIC SAMPLES CLATTER IN RAPID-FIRE STACCATO, INTERCUT WITH JITTERY SOUND EFFECTS AND PIZZICATO STRINGS AND WOODWIND MELODIES.

28. WE SHOULD NOT HAVE COME 00:02:25 THE MOMENT THEY CROSSED THE THRESHOLD, THE AIR TURNED COLDER, AND SOMETHING EVIL STIRRED, WAITING FOR THEM TO REALIZE THEIR MISTAKE. HIGH STRINGS, HARPS AND NIMBLE PIZZICATOS SWELL WITH AMBIENT LAYERS, SET AGAINST A LOW RUMBLE, CHIMING XYLOPHONE ACCENTS AS A TICKING CLOCK CLICKS.

31. CELLAR CHILLS 00:02:09 A HEAVY, UNNATURAL COLD CLINGS TO THE STONE WALLS, INTENSIFYING WITH EACH STEP DOWN. TUBULAR BELLS PEAL OVER LOW STRINGS, INTERTWINED WITH LOW HARP HITS AND AMBIENT CHIMES, A SPOOKY CHOIR, SHORTING ELECTRICS, CELLAR AMBIANCE AND EERIE WOOSHES.

34. GHOST SLIME 00:02:13 A LUMINOUS, UNNATURAL SUBSTANCE SEEPS INTO THE AIR LIKE SICKLY SMOKE, THICK AND COLD. A LINGERING TRACE OF TORMENT THAT WILL NOT FADE. SLIMY CLICKS CRAWL THROUGH UNSETTLING AMBIENCE, UNDERPINNED BY SUSTAINED PADS, DISTANT AMBIENT PIANO STRIKES, AND OMINOUS LOW STRING NOTES.