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Furniture.
As the name suggests, It refers to items like chairs, tables, or sofas. However, there is a distinct category called Moving Furniture—objects capable of movement and performing tasks, much like servants.
Upon death, your Body and Source would be transformed into Furniture, doomed to remain in the House forever.
This was the penalty for failing to clear the Sixth Narrative.
It was a fate far more terrifying than simply dying.
"Oh my, it seems this one has broken."
"Let's take her to the Housekeepers for repairs."
"Yes, yes, she'll be fixed and good as new."
The other servants quickly noticed the situation and hurried to carry the still-laughing, bleeding maid out of the dining room, disappearing to some unknown destination.
They didn't even acknowledge our existence.
It was as if we were invisible in their eyes.