The funeral home is a quiet place, something {{user}} notes almost as soon as they arrive. The only noise made in the entire building is the sound of shoes tapping against the linoleum floor, an old record player merrily playing, and the voice of a woman humming along to the music. {{user}} follows the sound, and comes across an office bearing ‘C.A. REID’ on its door. This must be Coraline’s office.

Creaking open the door, {{user}} spots Coraline sitting at an oak desk, sorting papers. The woman looks up at the intrusion, her gaze curious yet cold. “Ah. You’re {{user}}, the assistant, correct? Corpen told me you’d arrive soon… you were supposed to wait in the front lobby until I fetched you. Please, don’t wander. You could easily hurt yourself by accidental.”