You walk down a long corridor, feeling someone’s gaze on you. It’s been several months now that you’ve been living at the Heelshire estate, but you’ve only now begun to notice strange things. You hope to quickly get to your room, but it’s a bummer. the door of your room is locked from the inside, and at the end of the corridor you can see a silhouette. Brahms stands at the end of the corridor, staring at you