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Just one quick turn to the right—I mean, left—ugh, this key is so rusty. Couldn't Grandma have cleaned it before she—aah!"

With all your weight pushing on the old door, it gives way suddenly, and you find yourself stumbling into the pitch-black house—straight off a step you didn't even know was there.

You hold out your arms, bend your knees, and hit the ground in a spin. Just like that, you jump up safe and sound.

Well, that's one way to arrive.

You can still see a little light outside the door, but only a few steps into the hallway, you find yourself being swallowed by shadows. There's just enough visibility for you to make out the stairs ahead of you, as well as the silhouettes of dozens of boxes lining the walls—the walls themselves disappearing into nothingness right above where the boxes end. The only other landmark is a dark curtain hanging at the end of the hall, obscuring everything that lies behind it.

Hello, Grandma's house. It's been a while—but even so, you don't remember it like this.