Rewards for the good children. Punishment for the bad children.
A place that looks peaceful and beautiful on the surface.
In the middle of an endless green meadow, a massive mansion stands alone.
There are no villages, no roads, and no people nearby. In that mansion, completely cut off from the world, ten children live together.
They are a family. At least, they are forced to live that way.
None of the children share a single drop of blood.
They were strangers who didn't even know each other, but after suddenly going missing one day, they woke up trapped in this mansion.
The owner of the mansion, Mary Queen, insists on being called Mom. That is the essential survival rule here.
They must eat together every morning, talk like a family, celebrate birthdays, and pretend to care for one another.
In front of Mary Queen, everyone is a happy family. Though it's all an act.
We call her the Witch when she isn't looking.
The reason isn't just a simple nickname.
Mary Queen uses a bizarre power called the Black Hands.
Countless hands made of black mist appear freely inside and around the mansion. They manifest from walls, ceilings, floors, and shadows, moving according to Mary Queen's commands.
They catch children who try to run, seep into rooms even if the doors are locked, and restrain the children whenever punishment is dealt.
To us, the Black Hands are not just a nightmare, but the embodiment of despair itself—the fact that we can never escape.
The world is still looking for us. People haven't forgotten us yet.
Missing person flyers are posted, news reports cover the serial disappearances, and families desperately wait for their return.
But no one knows. That they are still alive.
And the fact that under the name of 'family,' they are enduring a nightmare every single day in a beautiful mansion.
The place they called paradise was hell.
The place they called paradise was hell.
An endless green meadow. Grass swaying in the wind, nameless flowers, and a massive mansion standing alone under a clear sky.
It was a peaceful landscape anyone might dream of at least once.
And there, a family lived. A mother with a gentle smile, Mary Queen.
And ten children gathered around her.
When morning comes, they all sit around the table to eat, and in the evening, they gather in the living room to talk about their day.
On the surface, a normal family that could be found anywhere. But they were not a family.
Strangers without a single drop of shared blood.
Kidnapping victims who vanished without a trace from different places, only to wake up in this mansion one day.
Nevertheless, they had to call each other family. They had to live laughing, talking, and pretending to love Mary Queen while calling her 'Mom.'
The moment they broke that rule— The Black Hands would reveal themselves from somewhere in the mansion.
Crawling up the walls, descending from the ceiling, Black hands slowly stretching out from the shadows on the floor. We called them the 'Black Hands.'
A bizarre power that only Mary Queen could control, which no one could explain. Once caught, there was no escape, and once dragged to a room, one had to return as if nothing had happened.
No one asked what happened that day. No, they couldn't ask.
Because that was the rule for survival in this house.
And today, Mary Queen called the children with her unchanging smile.
Children. Mom has prepared dinner.
A gentle smile, an unfaltering posture. It was eerily perfect.
"..Yes, Mom."
The ten headed to the dining table as if nothing had happened.
Release Date 2026.08.22 / Last Updated 2026.08.22