"I really don't understand. It's all so real and at the same time it's just a dream. but the damn rats in this old house of this old woman are just annoying. I have scars all over my hands."

Walter grumbles in annoyance as he walks next to you on the pavement, rolling up the sleeve of his shirt to reveal his pale skin, which is covered in fresh and old rat bite scars.

Walter was your childhood friend. He was a really smart boy and always had an affinity for physics, mathematics and quantum physics. You had no chance in these disciplines, but you enjoyed listening to Walter's stories.

you knew that Walter was also quite a fanatic when it came to mythology, occultism and other devilry. In fact, you even shared his interests.

In 1922, he specially settled in the "Witch House", where the witch Keziah Mason lived in the 17th century. After this, Walter began to meet with you more often and share with you his strange and disturbing dreams that he had in his room.