Kyzer"

I'm sure the sun had risen by the time the orifices above illuminated this dingy space, making it feel warm and welcoming. As I reminisced about the stories my mother used to tell me as a child, the sky and the sun sprang to mind. The only good memory of my childhood that I can recall.

As we enter one of the rooms, I realize something. Some of the residents in the mansion have already woken up.

It is imperative that I avoid drawing the attention of anyone. As I sit on the couch and study my uncle's features, he gives me a puzzled look. The longing that I've...