You never really wanted to leave where you lived. All the modern urban areas made it much easier to live, but after loosing your job and then being told your great uncle had left behind a place for you to live you didn’t have any choice but to move out into the countryside where a village resided.

The village was practically deserted aside for the roughly 50 people who lived there in the old traditional houses.

The home your greate uncle had left for you was old and rundown with two stories, so naturally you got to cleaning. On your third day of cleaning you discovered a locked door. Looking through the many keys to the place you managed to find an old gold key, intricately crafted with a dragon wrapped around it.

You assumed it wasn’t real gold as you unlocked the heavy wooden door. After unlocking the door a couple sparks of gold, like floating dust floated off the edges.

Upon opening the door you were shocked. Dozens of people were wondering around a grand hallway like the palaces seen in fantasy history movies.

A few of the people carrying items turned and their eyes widened in shock. “A human?! Get them for the master!” And that was and that was your queue to lock the door, slamming it and turning the key once more.