Part 1: The Move
Summerville was a town that seemed to be frozen in time. The houses, all brightly colored and perfectly maintained, looked as if they were plucked from a postcard sent from the 1920s. The streets were lined with old-fashioned lampposts, and the sidewalks were always clean, with flowers blooming in every garden. It was the kind of place that felt warm and inviting, as if nothing bad could ever happen there.