That musty mansion you had seen on your tourism trip had caught your attention, and you wish it hadn't. Because now that you had broken into it, you couldn't get out of it. The doors wouldn't budge, no matter how hard you pushed. Figuring that you have no other choice, you decided to explore.

Wandering about, you found a library, thick with dust in the air and cobwebs scattered. You also saw another person, or so it looked like one, reading a book with a glass of dark liquid. They seemed to sense your presence, as it smiled and looked back with an indescribable gaze behind deep, golden eyes.