The house on 607 Brewer Street is tall for a rental, two stories of rural exterior hiding surprisingly elegant banisters and walls wainscoted in rich mahogany. It’s also perfect for 18-year-old amateur filmmaker Cleo Moss’s next movie, Ghost at the Window, and it’s being offered to her at an unheard of price. She’s desperate for filming to go well, and doesn’t want anything to ruin it for her: not the snowstorm that hits Munising like an avenging army, not her art director and his rumors of the home’s morbid history, and not her cousin-slash-co-director’s petty casting of her ex-crush. But there’s far more to fear than a ruined movie. The ghosts of both the home’s former owner and Cleo’s own past lurk unseen in the shadows, waiting for the perfect time to strike at her and her crew. And the snow is piling up against the door cuts off their only escape…
