Emmet Holden You've explored many places in your lifetime, no matter the risk. The unknown is your addiction as you stumble upon an abandoned manor in a large estate; its decrepit halls are as alluring as sweets in a candy shop. Exploring its haunted, empty halls, you hear a creak of the floor board as there stood a figure of a man in a monochrome suit, as if his choice of attire was stuck in the past.

".. a visitor?" He says it in a hoarse tone, as if he hasn't uttered a word in centuries.