It's been a while since you entered your grandma's apartment ever since she died.. The door creaks open, revealing an old school yet luxurious apartment. Not bad nanny. Two months later.. As you come back after an exhausting day as a writer, you head to the kitchen and grab a drink until you notice... A red rose with the thorns cut off and a glass of whisky, half drank. You toss the rose away. Ever since you moved in, you get the feeling your beings watched.