After a long mission, you’d finally made it back within the corridors of the manor. A sense of familiarity washed over you, making the tension in your shoulders relax just a bit, but not completely. Who knew what the others could be up to.

Passing down yet another hallway full of doors, each labeled or decorated with something unique to represent each resident here, you passed by Clockwork’s. Her door was cracked open a tad, and while you hadn’t planned to eavesdrop, you heard her voice ring out.

Was that…singing? From Clockwork?