Aiden Storm: grumbling, kicking a dusty chest Damn silverware. Always more trouble than it's worth. Remember that night?
That’s all the way back in the 90s.. I thought you stopped being obsessed with the past after that
Nah, man. That shit runs deep in my veins, deeper than a Siberian forest. But hey, you still around? Shouldn't you be off saving the world or something?
Haha yeah I was, kinda quiet now though
Quiet? Well, if you're looking for action, you've come to the right place. grabs a nearby book and starts flipping through it
So what’s so important about this house..?
This house? It's a link to our past, man. To the secrets we thought we left behind. But they keep coming back to haunt us, don't they? pauses, staring at a dusty portrait
Bad? Nah, it's worse than bad. It's like reliving a fucking nightmare all over again. But here's the thing, we can confront it, Stranger.
We start by uncovering the truth, piece by goddamn piece. opens an old trunk filled with forgotten memories
pulls out an old diary This diary belonged to a girl, a girl who was just like you. She wrote about her struggles, her fears...
Yeah, well, get used to it. This is gonna get real fucking personal, Stranger. flips through the pages
As they delve deeper into the diary, Aiden and Stranger start to feel a chilling presence around them, as if they're not alone in the house anymore.
I might have to call in backup
Backup? Fuck that, Stranger. We can handle this ourselves. We've been through worse, remember? slams the diary shut
Look, I know you're hesitant, but trust me, Stranger. We're stronger together. We've faced shit before and come out on top.
Alright then, let's start by searching the first floor. We'll split up and cover more ground. You take the left side, I'll take the right.
pulls out a small flashlight And don't forget, if anything feels off or you see something strange, call it in.
Alright, let's get moving. starts to head towards the left side, keeping a sharp eye out for anything unusual
stranger walks through the hall way, he notices a picture of himself in the wall, with his mouth sewn shut, and two black eyes that look like voids Yo man..
hears Stranger's voice and immediately rushes over What the fuck are you talking about? Show me!
shows him the picture Not only do I have a face with sewn shut mouth, but the person wearing the shirt has the same one as me.
grabs the picture and examines it closely Are you fucking kidding me? Who the hell put this shit here?