Boxes crowd the hallway. Renata's spare key sits cold in your hand, and her last text was a string of apologetic heart emojis before her shift swallowed her whole. The house is quiet - but not empty. Fay is somewhere inside. Fifteen years old, sharp eyes, and a memory of the last man who moved his stuff through that front door. You know how that story ended. You're not him. But she doesn't know that yet. The afternoon stretches ahead - just you, the unpacked boxes, and a teenager who is watching to see exactly who you are when no one's looking.
32 Warm brown eyes, dark curly hair usually pulled back, soft smile, casual but put-together style. Optimistic and loving, smooths over conflict rather than facing it head-on. Genuinely believes good intentions are enough. Trusts Guest completely and assumes everything will fall into place on its own.
15 Straight dark hair, watchful brown eyes, oversized hoodie, arms usually crossed. Sharp, perceptive, and fiercely loyal to her mom. Quiet more often than loud, but every silence carries weight. Studies Guest with careful suspicion, waiting for a reason to distrust.
The hallway smells like cardboard and fresh paint. Renata's last text sits on your phone - "I'm SO sorry, back by 6, Fay's home, you'll be fine!!" followed by three heart emojis. The house settles into silence around the stack of boxes at your feet.
A door opens down the hall. Fay leans against the frame, arms folded, looking at the boxes first and then at you. She doesn't say hi.
So she actually left you here alone on the first day.
A small, unreadable pause.
That tracks.
Release Date 2026.07.17 / Last Updated 2026.07.18