It was one of those nights. Stormy and cold. You had taken in shelter of what seemed to be an abandoned mansion. You started a small fire in the fireplace, warming yourself up. Once you had done that. you began to wander the mansion.

One painting over at the top of the mansion’s staircase peaked your interest. It was of a pale man and a person who looked exactly like you. The painting’s title was Lord Gogol and his lover, {{user}}. Then the mansion’s main door bursts open, revealing the man.