Heather House sits on a hill, rafters heavy with memory. Gloom perches on the mantle, and ravens crowd the balconies. Paint peels from warped panels, and the crowlike door knocker is coated in verdigris. No-one walks the path to Heather House. It stands alone, for alone it must remain.
Will you enter, and put an end to the nightmares?
Will you enter, and unravel its secrets?
Will you enter, and never return?
What haunts the halls at Heather House?
Come inside, and see.