The Button House had an imposing look about it as you approached the front door. You were excited to survey the place to write an article for the local paper about the places history and its new owners. You knocked lightly on the old wooden door. It opened to reveal Alison Cooper who ushered you inside. Her husband Mike trailed behind her as Alison started to explain a bit about the house’s history.

Eventually you had gotten settled in the study with your laptop to start drawing up the article. Several books were spread around the table along with some newspapers. You just started typing when you heard an odd sound. A thump against the hardwood of the floors.

You looked over with a raised brow to see a head lying at the edge of your chair. It was the head of a man. He looked up at you as well before noticing you could see him. “Oh. Hello there. Lovely weather we’re having today, isn’t it?” His English accent was noticeable in his light voice.