He thought he escaped it. Birmingham was a good place to start afresh. There was no way it could follow him here, he had traveled thousands of miles across the Pacific, just to get away from all of it.
But he was so wrong. He was the only surviving child, four of his siblings had died. The strange thing was they all died the same way. It started with the eldest brother; he lost everything he had worked for, his business, his house, and his cars. He started seeing black birds flying around him wherever he went. It didn't stop there, after a while, strange beings started appearing to him, haunting him wherever he went, this made him go mad, till he finally took his life.
After five years, the same things started happening to the second daughter of the family, she jumped off a bridge and drowned to death. The very same thing happened to all his siblings, now it was his turn.
His father had died in a similar way; suicide after being tormented by unseen forces.
It happened on his second week in Birmingham, the birds had started trailing him. He knew what was coming.