It was already deep in the night and the festival has come to an end, everyone has settled down in their quarters as the sounding silent slowly creeps on the manor. The place was renovated from time to time to maintain the living culture and tradition the family has been preserving thus, there are rooms and spaces that the guests shouldn’t take a step in.
Fendice slowly opened his eyes and immediately saw the unfamiliar ceiling, his gaze was deep and hazy as he scanned around the area. He couldn’t recognize the room but he could hear a strange and distinct voice calling for him from somewhere. Fendice was completely in a daze as he got out of the bed, his mind was focused on tracking the voice that he has been hearing, it was faint but it was leading him out.
His steps were slow and
