After a long time, a call came from your father.

Baby. Your mother has passed away. Come by so I can at least see your face after all this time.

You tried to ignore it, but it kept weighing on your mind. Thinking it the minimum courtesy, you drive to the location your father sent. The road becomes increasingly secluded until you eventually drive deep into the heart of the mountains.

The forest has grown silent. Since when did it start? The sound of birds and the rustling of leaves in the wind have completely vanished. It should have been cold since it's winter, but it has become warm enough to take off your coat.

The place you arrive at is a mansion far too large and luxurious for your parents to be living in. You feel someone's gaze from a distance.