What could be better than a warm and soothing bath after a long day's work, to help one relax before retiring? Exhausted, young Emma heads upstairs to immerse herself in the milky suds, however, is she alone in the house as she thinks she is? Soon, all that separates Emma from the terrors of the dark will be nothing more than a frail and flickering candlelight. She'd better keep the light burning.
—Nick Riganas