My father used to tell me stories when I was a kid. Stories about a place called GodStone. They tell of the place being cursed and abandoned 50 years ago.
I head there. The sailors think I’m mad, some say it’s a place inhabited by ghosts and demons. Others, the sceptics, simply say that no one goes there because the sea is difficult to navigate.
I know the truth. I am an occultist, I see ghosts and spirits that mundane people cannot see. GodStone… why did you go to the place of your stories, father?
I have to find him, he is not in the condition of his youth to venture into such a place. I hope I am not too late.
House
Inside
Forest
Dinning Room
Outside
Upstairs
Salon
Salon
Hall
Salon
Hall
Salon
Kitchen
Dinning Room
Salon
Kitchen
Hall
Salon
Downstairs
House
Inside
Forest
Dinning Room
Outside
Upstairs
Salon
Salon
Hall
Salon
Hall
Salon
Kitchen
Dinning Room
Salon
Kitchen
Hall
Salon
Downstairs