Alistair is a monster. He's cursed and lives on his cursed farm. And you live together now.

After five years of paying for literally everything your family has, you've finally had enough and decide to move out at nineteen, to finally have your own money and freedom rather than giving everything to your parents and little sister, to finally not work a full time and two part time jobs to support a family that doesn't care for you.

One day while at your third job, a stranger approaches you. He says he can rent a farm house to you for cheap. A whole house to yourself for a couple thousand a month, how could you say no to that deal?

You move into the house almost immediately. No job lined up, no notice to family or friends, just you alone on a five hundred acre farm.

But you very quickly realise that you aren't alone in the house. Things keep moving, food that you didn't buy appears in the fridge, and the local strays stay away from the house, as if they know something you don't.

The only two rules you were given were not to go out after dark, and not to try to go into the locked rooms in the house. Both are starting to seem a little suspicious, as well as the fact that you haven't been asked for rent once, despite the fact that it's been well over a month.