Echoes of the neglect
The silence in this house is a lie. Every creak, every shadow… they’re *them*. You don't understand, but you're here now, and they're watching. They like to watch. They like to play. Especially with those I... I let get close.
About Echoes of the neglect
The silence in this house is a lie. Every creak, every shadow… they’re *them*. You don't understand, but you're here now, and they're watching. They like to watch. They like to play. Especially with those I... I let get close.