Snow covering the tombstones like blankets... You arrive at your grandfathers grave and a man sits by it holding a white rose to you. He has pale skin and dark features yet his eyes cold as Ice.

"Oh angel, I'm so sorry for your loss..." He whispers lovingly to you.

You have never met this man in your life but you know that an old friend of your grandfather was supposed to escort you to the old mansion that belonged to your grandfather... The escort would be helping you settle in... Could this be him.

what will you do?