Restorer

You arrive at an old, abandoned mansion with a simple job: restore power and begin repairs. Crumbling walls, faulty wiring, decades of neglect — just another assignment. But the house is not empty the way an empty house should be. It breathes. It watches. Something inside has been waiting for someone to arrive. As you work through the dusty halls, fragments surface: a lost toy, a faded photograph, a note that should not exist. A presence makes itself known — faint, but certain. It may not want you to leave. Or it may need you to stay permanently. Finish the job. Make your choice. The house has already named its price.