A 30-something man, a journalist, discovers that what he writes in his fiction takes place, and it is always Horror. For example, he writes a story about a man who gets his head bashed with a baseball bat during a friendly sandlot game, and that day his best friend dies the same way. A super creepy scene involves this writer and a woman journalist friend. They are assigned to explore a house where a murder has taken place–a nondescript low-middle-class suburban house. They go in broad daylight, but are both overcome, as I remember, with a terrifying feeling of dread, so they leave. I didn’t finish watching because I found myself scared out of my wits. I wish I had. If anyone can help, it would be much appreciated. A YouTube link would also be great.