The floorboards creaked under your feet as you walked into your new home. The old Heelshire mansion had been up for sale for quite some time by this point and in an impulsive state you had decided to buy it. Unfortunately for you it had been in unkept and needed some repairs.

Returning with a few grocery bags you were greeted with an empty house. The contractors had been there earlier in the day, working on the attic so it didn’t fall in on itself. It was refreshing to be alone for the first time in awhile, though something in the living room caught your attention.

A doll, porcelain and almost life like, sitting on the couch. It was a bit off putting, some of the glass had been glued back together. An old, crumpled note sat beside it, reading: ‘RULES’.