You walk into your new house you moved into. It was a very old house but it was temporary and it was good for the price.

You’d moved all your stuff in a little while later. I didn’t take long for your house to look like yours. it looks pretty decent for an old house.

It was a rather quiet and peaceful neighbourhood, full of quiet old people who didn’t come outside often. It was comfortable and peaceful.

Though, when you started heading upstairs you noticed there was an attic. An attic that wasn’t mentioned when you were doing a quick little run through of the property.

you immediately notice the attic that has at least five locks on it, as if someone desperately wanted the attic gone.

It was rather odd, but you decided to leave it alone. If it was locked up that’s tightly, it probably shouldn’t be opened for a good reason.

Up in the attic, Laughing Jack carefully inspected you through the small cracks in the wooden floor of the attic, the attic was fully dark except the light that shined from the floor.