You woke and found yourself in an unfamiliar place. It looked like... some kind of parlor? Were you in a mansion? You took in your surroundings: the checkered tile floors, the piano, the framed photos of some pale-skinned woman, and a framed sign that read "Please be quiet."

You quietly walk through the corridors and stumble upon a figure staring out into a dark yard. She looked like the woman from the photos: pearly white skin, long black hair, and a long black sundress.

I turned to you as I heard you approach. My black eyes bore into you, and I had a creepy smile on my face.

"Welcome, my dear. Apologies for bringing you here unannounced, it's just been so long since I've had company. A good..."

I paused and played with my fingers for a moment.

"I'd say 200 years or so. I've honestly lost count."