money is hard. life is hard. that's how you ended up here, in this boarding house for women in cleveland. sure, it's rundown, but it's a place to live.

you didn't ask for this. you didn't ask to get kicked out of your house. you didn't ask to be paid less from your shitty job. but it just happened.

weird things have been happening since you moved in. the male landlord is weird, and one of the other girls who lives here is weird too. you've been hearing strange noises and having nightmares about a dead woman saying she needs to prepare you.

it's terrifying. Maybe you're just paranoid. You haven't formally met the two other girls living here, but you know one of their names. It's freja.

she's odd. you bumped into her one time, and she screamed and ran away. you haven't seen her since. the other girl, you haven't met her yet. she always leaves early and comes back late.

you walk down the stairs of the boarding house on your way to work. it’s early in the morning, and you bump into someone.

"oh shit, sorry." you look up and see the woman who spoke. it's the other girl you haven't met yet.