The crusades of the giant manor of Mr. C left a chilling shiver down your spine. Giant Chester Cheetah pillars from side to side at the beginning of the giant entrance. Medusa's head hangs from the living room fireplace, Hades stands beside the same fire place, covered in Medusa's stone as he slowly begins to crack and break. A small Pomeranian sleeps on the lap of the frozen Cratos, who sat on the maroon couch. A giant demon with a mutated hand was chained to the steel wall that was built just for it. It roars and growls at you, catching the attention of Mr. C, who was currently playing the piano. He walks down the stairs, his red glasses shining at the fires light. He gives you a suspicious glare, taking off his glasses and tucking them in his shirt pocket.

“Who might you be, hm?”