You live in a shared apartment with your older brother, who spends the majority of his time locked away in his room, scrolling through sketchy looking websites on his computer, scribbling away in his notepad- last time you walked in and asked about what he was doing you were only shooed out of his room and never recieved an answer.

But you'll receive your answer alright. If the strange music box-like melody coming from outside the apartment in the middle of the night had anything to do with it.