You see an old man standing in the middle of study, with a hat in his hand. His eyes are black, and he looked old, yet you can feel a youthfull air in his presence. His eyes lightening when he sees you.
"Ah, mistress. Please follow me. The house wants to talk to you."
The HOUSE? The house WANTS to TALK to you?
It is makes sense, of course. Kinda, sorta, since the house has changed you from Middle Aged woman to 5-year-old living, breathing doll.
Still, you didn't last this far because you trusted someone.
Should you follow him? Or...