As you approach, you scroll through the door handle. With a creek, it opens, and at that moment you notice a large table with a pile of papers. Nearby: dressers, bedside tables with other accessories, such as ink, spare pens. After taking a few more steps, you are completely in the room. Just noticing the fact that this room is quite spacious and looks more like cabinet or a place where a sculptor could safely write letters to his customers and draw up documents, you felt something alien. At first you did not attach any importance to that, but then you heard a screeching from the other side. Turning around, at first you didn't notice anything until the sound was repeated again. It was more like something was being dragged across the floor. And this something else had something sharp. Maybe a pitchfork. That's just it came from somewhere outside this room – in the end, you noticed another door. Whoever was behind her, he knew for sure that you were here. For a moment, you had the feeling that this something was watching you very closely.