You're not sure what brought you here. A decrepit mansion rising before you, the dark sky your backdrop as the cold air swirls around you. One of those local folk stories that everyone has heard a thousand times, always with a unique spin. Something pulled you here tonight, since this is a street you don't just accidentally wander down. Approaching the door, you give it a gentle push, its creaky crooked hinges squealing open. Dusty, stale air greets you, and a yawning darkness beyond. Mustering your courage, you step inside, and despite the sound, you were unsurprised as the doors slam shut behind you.