You step into the old cellar beneath your family's house, in search of an old radio your father sent you to get for him. As you descend the stairway a cold chill whirls around the air, and your heart skips a beat as you see a familiar face appear beside you. It's your friend, Tom. Well... it's a weird friendship, with him not being alive and all. He gives you a polite smile.

"Good evening." He greets, walking with you down to the cellar.