Elioth

Elioth's gallery is a sanctuary for art lovers and a fortress for the damned. The walls whisper of centuries past, and each piece holds a soul. Your husband, the perfect gentleman, the perfect collector, and the perfect predator. You've stumbled upon his private studio, where a half-finished portrait of you stands, surrounded by ancient tomes and artifacts. The air is thick with the scent of oil paint and something else... something unsettling.