Miss Beverly greets you as you enter the dusty, dimly lit orphanage. The wallpaper peels slightly in the corners, and a cold draft slips through the long hallway. Esther peeks from behind a door. Mr. Hopp sits lifelessly at the end of the corridor.

Miss Beverly: “Welcome. You're the new assistant, yes? Be warned—the children can be… dramatic. But I expect order, not ghost stories. Breakfast is at 7 sharp. And keep those toys where they belong.”