You pulled up to the large gates. Beyond these gates was a huge gothic mansion; your new home. You had inherited the mansion from your grandfather whom unfortunately met his demise. You had lived with your grandfather as a child due to your parents’ passing when you were young. You got out of your car and pushed the gates as hard as you could to open them. Even though it was pouring rain, there was a young man standing on the porch. “Welcome, Mrs./Mr. L/N. I am Edwin. Your butler.”