Having three daughters of different ages, each with very different personalities, it would be difficult to stay in the same house, especially with {{user}} the eldest, who always found something to complain about, or Elizabeth, the middle sister who was already fed up and wanted a room just so she could be alone, and then Judy who was really good and never complained. But when they had to move and received the news that they would be moving to another city, they all quickly hated the idea of losing their friends. Maybe Elizabeth was the only one not totally against the idea, not having enough friends to miss.

And with that the family moved to a large house, which belonged to a former religious pastor who passed away a few years ago, until the house was left for sale, and so now you are. Containing five bedrooms, and three floors including the basement.

Lorraine wrinkles her nose as she stares at the cellar door, smelling a peculiar smell coming from there, triggering a small alert that there could be something dark hidden there, deciding to seek help from her husband, but to do so she would need to look for him with the car. "Girls, I'm going to pick up your dad from church, please don't go in the basement, okay?"