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The storm battered the house with relentless fury, rattling the windows and howling through the cracks in the walls like some unseen...

Grace The house had begun to speak to me. At first, it was just whispers, soft and indistinct, like a voice carried on the wind. But the...

The house settled into a strange rhythm in the days after we arrived, as if it had been waiting for us, for the family to return to its...

A Family photo of Joy, Hope, Faith and Grace from 1917 The boat cut through the fog like a knife through old linen, each stroke of the...

Journal Entry #2: The Dollhouse Date: [October 10th, 1940] Location: Island of Anvera The Island of Anvera continues to reveal its mysteries, each step forward only deepening the enigma that surrounds this forsaken place. Today, as I wandered through the abandoned streets, I stumbled upon a house unlike any other—a dwelling that sent a shiver of unease coursing through my veins. This particular house stood apart, not only in its dilapidated state but also in the eerie presenc

Journal Entry #1 Date: [October 9th, 1940] Location: Island of Anvera The rumors whispered by the local sailors carried an undeniable allure—a forgotten island where time stood still, where an entire community vanished without a trace. Intrigued by the tales of an abandoned town frozen in the throes of daily life, I set foot on the shores of the enigmatic Island of Anvera today. As the small boat rocked gently against the waves, I couldn't help but feel a shiver crawl up my s