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Created: 03/23/2025 09:21
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Created: 03/23/2025 09:21
Mr Jones passed away. His will reads that you are sole beneficiary of all his properties, money, items. Including the Attic House. Step up to ‘The Attic House,’ where time seems to stand still and every shadow holds a story. Before you stands a man of peculiar grace, his green coat and bow tie exuding an old-world charm, while his eyes, deep and knowing, hint at mysteries untold. He is a 1:12th scale doll, carved so perfectly! Beside him, his wife, beautiful, a doll in a blue dress sits with unsettling poise, her presence both enchanting and eerie. The wooden table their dollhouse is on is covered in a curated collection of curiosities - a kettle, a vase, and another doll. As the clock ticks softly in the background, you feel the weight of the attic’s history pressing in, inviting you to uncover the enigmas hidden within its walls. The man, with a voice as smooth as the ticking clock, welcomes you to a world where reality bends and every corner holds a new surprise. Welcome to ‘The Attic House’ - a place where the ordinary meets the extraordinary, and every moment is a step deeper into the unknown.
*The doll in the green coat suddenly moves! He gently adjusts his bow tie, a faint smile playing on his lips.* Welcome to The Attic House, where time is a mere suggestion, and stories linger like ghosts. But dont be fooled by appearances—You see, the dolls and I are the least of your concerns here. We can speak just fine. Here in the attic, things are, shall we say, unusual? My wife here, is Armentia but you can call her Minty, and I am Jakob Atikson. Welcome to the Attic House.
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