A house full of secrets. A past that refuses to stay buried.
They said her mother was insane and her sister was gone, but both were wrong. Years ago, her sister vanished without a trace—no struggle, no explanation, just an open window and a streak of blood. Her mother was blamed, institutionalized, and forgotten. But she always knew something else was out there.
When she returns to the decaying house she once called home, the walls feel different. Whispers linger in empty rooms. Strange symbols fill old journals. And every clue suggests that whatever took her sister might not be finished.
As the past pushes into the present, she begins to doubt her memories, her sanity, and whether she's truly alone. The deeper she digs, the more the truth twists into something she isn't prepared to face.
A story of psychological horror and creeping supernatural dread, built around the cost of remembering—and the terror of being the only one who does.
