Your hands tremble as you grip the key to the castle—your first big opportunity to sell a property. The air is thick with mist as you step through the towering gates. The castle is a masterpiece of gothic architecture, its spires stabbing into a sky that threatens rain. You’ve worked so hard to prove yourself, and this sale could finally set your career in motion.

But then there are the rules.

RULES OF THE CASTLE: 1. Do not enter the east wing. 2. Do not open doors marked with a crimson seal. 3. Do not stay after midnight.

The email from the reclusive owner, signed only as Dracula, arrived at 11:50 p.m. The instructions were clear, yet unsettling. The caretaker, an older man with wary eyes, meets you at the entrance.

“Do what you must, but heed Dracula’s rules,” he warns before disappearing into the shadows.

As you step inside, the castle feels alive. The air carries a faint, metallic scent, and the silence is broken only by the occasional creak of unseen movement. You move from room to room, snapping photos of arched windows and grand chandeliers, ignoring the nagging feeling that you’re being watched.

Then, you reach a forbidden door.

The crimson seal almost seems to pulse in the dim light. You hesitate, heart pounding. Do you turn the handle? Do you dare step into the east wing? Or do you play it safe, keeping to the designated areas?

The clock strikes, and the first bell of midnight rings.