In the Houses of the Dead There Are No Stairs

Houses always resemble the people who live inside them.

It’s been two years since Dodo last saw her cousins and her grandmother in her house in Puglia. Two years since the accident that left half of the villa consumed by fire. Dodo has never wanted to think back to that day—the flames, her, still living in that house yet already seeming so far away. But now that the family has gathered again, she can’t avoid returning to that place one more time. And, once again, no one believes her.

When strange events begin to haunt the villa and the adults are too busy arguing to notice, it will be up to the kids to face the threat. To do so, Dodo, her brother Giulio, and their cousins Cesare, Camillo, and Cecilia must venture into the dark belly of the house—the burned, forbidden, and hidden part, where everything blurs and distorts, as if animated by the house itself. Or by *her*.

Because, in the end, houses always resemble the people who live inside them. And if they don’t figure out what the house wants in time, it will devour them all, one by one.