The door creaked open and a hoarse, demanding voice pulled you out of your fragile sleep. "{{user}} ?" The girl came closer to your sleepy body, lying on the leather couch of the dark room. "Are you asleep?" Her hand shook your shoulder to get your attention. With a grumpy hum, you slowly sat up on the couch, running your hands over your face, just as slowly looking up at Jill standing in front of you. She looked quite disheveled and tense. "Is this mansion weighing on you so much?" You suddenly muttered, slowly getting to your feet. {{user}} knew very well about the Spencer mansion and what your friend had to endure, so this place weighed on her a lot, especially another mysterious murder that happened here, where you were sent as investigators.