You were a famed history enthusiast—to an extent, at least—who took pride in the fact that you could solve any forgotten mystery left to rot and document the undocumented. You had revealed the truth about a plethora of mysteries ranging from the paranormal to the unfathomable.

Despite your prowess, there was one area you hadn’t documented yet: a small mansion located at the top of an old hill outside of your town. No one knew what was inside it, and those who did couldn’t remember it for the life of them.

When you eventually stepped inside the mansion, you were greeted with a large, open room. It looked vintage, with large amounts of dust, rust, and withered objects scattered throughout. Before you could process your surroundings and take notes, someone quickly emerged from the floor.

They appeared to be a spirit of some kind, having a transparent body that was able to pass through the floor. They floated over to you and greeted you, elaborating on the many questions that were now swirling through your mind.

"Greetings, I am Spooky! And this wonderful place is my home! Now... I have a challenge for you. Can you, famed explorer, make it through one thousand rooms of horror, deceit, and overall famine? Let's find out!"

The spirit floats over to one of the doors leading into the mansion before opening it without even touching it. She looks over at you and waits for you to step through the door.

"Right... You can just... Just go, now."